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5. The journey continues “I think it’s time we showered and went to bed don’t you? I’ll call mum and tell her we ran into you and you have come to stay over for a catch-up, OK?” Ben informs me. “Yes please bro, I’d love that.” We group showered and the hot soapy water washed my cares away as both Ben and Olly soaped me up paying particular attention to my cock, balls and gently played with my battered ass crack. Refreshed and reinvigorated we lept on to the bed in a heap, kissing and caressing as I extended my gay sex education from my brother and his partner and eager to learn more secrets spots as well as have more of his special cum from Ben doing what I always wanted him to give me. I felt a small pressure on my head, feeling his hand guide my head towards his straining cock and balls. Well, time to properly try this out...something I had dreamed about since I stole his used cum-rag T Shirt. I open my mouth to properly suck off my brother and feel the spongy texture of his dick-head as I ran my tongue over and around it, savouring the deep smell of pure Ben as I inhale... I was in heaven, hell, and everywhere in between. "Wow...no teaching required in giving head" Ben's face had a mix of pleasure and happiness to it, enjoying the playful humour mixed in with my spirited exploration of every part of his magnificent cock. I tried to mimic what I had seen in gay porn videos, but damn...his big fat cock seemed bigger than it did in the toilets but I must have been doing something right by the way Ben moaned to himself, the way he grabbed and played with his nipples, his knees mixing between being steady waving open and closed and trying to buck under the pressure of pleasure. What I lack in skill, I guess, I make up for in vigour. And vigorous I was. I doubled my effort to move on to his big bull sized balls to lick, kiss, suck and taste every inch of this dangling sack this delicious taboo and depravity. It was Ben and it was perfect. So hot to the touch, I could almost feel his balls move with me in tandem to every lick. I sucked each of them in, savouring them and I could tell it was driving Ben crazy. Apparently I was a natural at playing with balls... "Damn fucking damn... I'm already close..." Ben whispered to me, I guess I was good... Or perhaps the emotions of playing with his brother that got the better of him. “Me too” piped up Olly, who I had all but forgotten about as my life long fantasy played out in real time, a quick glance confirmed he was jerking off watching us two brothers enjoy one another. "What do you want me to do?" I asked looking up lovingly at Ben "Just... " His eyes were shut tight, riding each wave of ecstasy in his mind. It was so hot... I went back to bobbing my head on his rock-hard dick. I could taste a mix of my own saliva and his delicious precum and I just fell into a comfortable rhythm. My head and tongue moved in tandem with his thrusts, and I could see his body stiffen. I'm..." And with that feeble whimper of warning, Ben climaxed, grabbing my head tight feeding me every drop of cum he could muster. And what cum it was. I could feel my mouth filling up, gush after gush, till I was forced to stop savouring and start swallowing. But the taste. Different from his precum, but still perfect... It was so hot, slightly sweet mixed with a bitter aftertaste but in a sophisticated, fancy restaurant type of way. "Fuck... fucking fuck... Damn..." Ben's knees buckled but thankfully he never toppled over. He leaned back and rested against the bedhead, catching his breath, his body flush red. He wiped his sweaty brown hair out of his eyes, his breathing slowing, coming down from the rush. "Well... I'm... impressed bro. You aren't half bad... Not bad at all." Ben laughed lightly patting the top of my head. "Oh! Wow, fucking wow, that was soooooooooooo HOT... damn! Look at me." I opened my eyes and looked across at Olly as he smiled devilishly as jet after jet of poisonous jizz painted my face and hair, thick gobs of HIV laden cum dripped down from my hair, stinging in my eyes, I scooped as much as I could in my right hand and slurped on the bitter tasting spunk as I made sure to clean up every drop. “Fuck that was awesome bro, but no more wasted cum going down your throat or over that pretty face…we gotta share you with Dan, Rich, Mark and a few other friends to make sure it only goes in your hole so you convert and join our own special brotherhood. After ordering in a takeaway we all clambered into bed and following my sexploits I quickly went to sleep tightly snuggled up between Ben & Olly as they text or spoke to their pals. During the night I dreamt in full technicolor of every detail of the day’s events partially thrusting back as it felt for real like I was being fucked once more…in fact I caught myself moaning out loud and was afraid I would wake the boys. When I came to, I realized I wasn’t dreaming, it was Ben spooned up behind me, nuzzled into my neck and whispered, “I’m so glad you’re here, I couldn’t help myself, I just had to claim your hole as mine.” “He’s mine after you’ve finished you dirty dog, remember we share everything!” said a wide-awake Olly and with that Ben groaned as he filled my boycunt with his special brew. Olly threw back the duvet and presented me with his huge dick which was very thick and, in the half-light, looked dark and menacing with protruding veins that gave it a gnarled appearance. “Jeez I glad I’m lubed up with Ben’s load coz’ I think my hole is about to get its biggest challenge yet!” “On your back boy.” Olly authority demanded and as I rolled on to my back Olly knelt before me and pushed my legs apart. “Push some of that thick Poz spunk out” he instructed and as I did so a torrent of cum flowed out on his hand which he them smeared over his cock and pushed the rest of Ben’s jizz back in. Olly placed his dick-head at my hole and pushed the puckered skin open and continued pushing, inching his ever-thickening shaft in further pushing my internal flesh aside as his cock slid in gliding on Ben’s DNA. I let out a blissful groan as I felt Olly bottom out with his hot heavy balls resting on my taint. Now he was all the way in he lifted my legs up over his shoulders and leant forwards and began easing in and out. “Fuck me Ben, this is one fine pussy your brother has here.” As Ben switched on the bedside light to fully watch his partner have his way with me. I whimpered not in delight but in pain as not only Olly’s pace changed but the direction varied too further stretching and tearing at my internal skin as the hammering assault continued. I didn’t know what was happening next as Olly got Ben to move over and see his cock sawing in and out of my ass but he suddenly had a look of total satisfaction on his face as he intensively stared straight in to my eyes. Then punching in hard between each word, then says, “you’re torn up and bleeding-which-should-guarantee-your conversion-our-boy” and simultaneously upon hearing this my cock exploded in jets of negative cum that splattered up my stomach, neck and face. As my climax fired off my sphincter twitched and gripped hard around Olly’s monster dick which set off a train reaction; first his breathing becoming ragged, then his body shuddered as he then punched in soooo deep, roared as his virulent load flooded my intestines. He slumped over me and tenderly kissed me, a loving kiss as he gently pumped his still hard cock in my battered hole, “Welcome to the club kid.”

Part 23 The jockstrap party was just as the name implied; the guests had to wear a jockstrap for entry. While some members would wear leather or latex jocks, the majority would wear cloth. The cloth variety made it much more erotic for the Tops as the bottoms sucked their cocks through the fabric. It was especially hot when the jocks were well used and sweaty. Nick’s decision was to set Rob up bent over a bench with his head and arms in stocks. His legs were restrained and kept spread with a spreader bar. That way both holes could be used. To further emphasize that he was just a cum dump for any cock, Rob was also blindfolded. As Nick put the blindfold on he instructed Rob,” You are to focus your energy solely on serving cock with your mouth, throat and ass.” Rob felt the tourniquet on his arm and then the now familiar prick. As he began to fly, his first cock of the night was pressed against his lips. He had no idea who the cock belonged to, but obediently opened his mouth and began to service it. It was actually Nick that was face fucking Rob. He wanted to test Rob’s compliance with the instructions he had just been given before the guests began to arrive in large numbers. He didn’t say a word as Rob greedily sucked his cock. Nick noted that Rob had come a long way in the past few days with his oral skills. Rob’s gag reflex was diminishing and he was being more aggressive with the use of his tongue and throat muscles. Nick smiled to himself because he knew Rob’s psyche was breaking. Tanner had just finished strapping Red to a fuck bench when Nick caught his attention. Nick motioned Tanner over and held his finger up to his lips to indicate for him not to talk. Nick then pointed at Rob’s ass and nodded. Tanner understood the message. He loved the feel of Rob’s muscle ass so his cock immediately hardened and he drove it into Rob’s ass. Tanner wondered if Rob recognized the feel of his cock. After all he had just fucked him a few hours ago. Then again, Rob had been fucked by a lot of different cocks the last few days so in his drug clouded brain he probably wasn’t able to match a cock with a face or name. Nick and Tanner spit roasted Rob for a few more minutes and then Nick pulled out and motioned for Tanner to do the same. They stood there for another minute before they heard Rob moan and utter the words “Someone please fill my holes, I’m so horny.” They had some more work to do; the doors to the party would open in about 10 minutes and they still had to turn on all the video screens and program the final bottom line-up and locations into the feedback tablets. When they were out of earshot of Rob, Nick asked Tanner how Rob’s bottoming skills were progressing. Tanner smiled and said “ He is starting to push back, clench his ass and milk the cock in his ass, so I think mentally his role as a bottom is starting to sink in.” “Great,” said Nick, “He’ll be good and ready then for the next stage by the time that PReP works its way out of his system.” “He’s going to make us a lot of money.” The doors to the party opened and the early arrivals rushed to the available bottoms. Rob felt a crusty jock strap rubbing his face and immediately went to work. The dried cum on the jock flaked off as Rob chewed and sucked. The cum flakes dissolved as they mixed with his saliva. Rob recognized the taste and its recognition caused him to drool more. He could feel the cock hardening within the jock and soon the head was poking over the top of the strap. After Rob swirled his tongue around the head, the Top could wait no longer and pulled his jock down and fed Rod the entire length. Meanwhile another Top had stepped up and was fingering Rob’s ass. Rob started grinding his ass against the fingers and was rewarded as they were replaced by a thick cock. Having a cock pumping both his holes was satisfying his craving somewhat, but he guys’ were pumping too slow for him; his hormones were wanting more. Rob struggled with how to communicate that to the Tops. His mouth was stuffed so he couldn’t talk; his hands were in the stocks so he couldn’t grab the guy in front to pull him in farther. He had limited movement of his hips so couldn’t push back too much. Through his haze of desire an idea finally came to him. He rapidly flicked his tongue around the cock in his mouth while simultaneously suctioning it like a vacuum. It worked; the Top started fucking faster and deeper. At his backend he started squeezing and releasing his ass muscles around the cock in rapid succession. That technique got the Top plowing his ass to also increase the depth and speed of his strokes. Rob started to feel more relief to his yearning. Both Tops were about to feel relief as well as the sensations on their cocks were driving them over the edge. Both Tops shot their loads simultaneously inside Rob’s wet holes. The next Top at Rob’s face didn’t even bother with the rubbing of his jock covered cock in Rob’s face. He had heard the moans of pleasure from the previous Top and wanted to get right down to action so he drove his cock balls deep into the awaiting mouth. However, in keeping with the jock theme of the evening, he had removed his jock and held it over Rob’s nose while he skull fucked him. “Breathe in my funk you filthy pig,” he growled as he fucked Rob’s throat harder. The smell of man sweat was becoming just another one of those scents that triggered Rob’s pleasure centers. Especially when it was in conjunction with a hard cock in his mouth or his ass. It was even better if there was a cock in both holes. That soon became a reality when another Top stepped up to use his ass and add his batter to the mix. Rob sucked one Top after another for several hours. He also collected multiple loads up his ass during that time. He was filled with enough cum that he was finding it difficult to keep it inside. No matter how hard he clenched his ass some cum inevitably leaked out each time he was fucked. There was a pause in the fucking as some sort of contest was taking place. From what Rob could ascertain it was a jock strap contest and the winner got to pick one of the bottoms to fuck on stage. He heard a winner announced and was anticipating he would be released and moved to the stage to be fucked. Even though he was still fighting the idea that he was a bottom, he was sure in his head that everyone wanted him regardless of his sexual position. He really expected that he would soon be moved to the stage and fucked. However nobody came to get him and he was not brought to the stage. Soon he heard the crowd chanting as the fuck show with some other bottom started. He actually felt a little dejected. Even though he couldn’t see who the contest winner had picked, he was sure that he was hotter than whoever that bottom was. Rob then felt the presence of someone next to him and heard him say, “Hey loser, how does it feel to be the only cum dump not being fucked right now,” “That’s right, every other bottom in the place has a cock in one or both of their fuck holes right now.” “You’re a worthless loser.” A dirty jock was then shoved into Rob’s mouth and a thick cock began pounding his ass. The whole time he was being fucked, the Top emphasized to Rob what a worthless cum dump he was. When the Top seeded Rob’s ass he just walked away and left Rob with the jock still in his mouth and cum leaking out of his ass. That was Rob’s last fuck of the night. The blindfold was removed and he was led back to his office. The remaining party goers just ignored him as he was led through the crowd. He saw there were men of all types in attendance that night, but since nobody would even return a glance with him, he was completely clueless as to which if any of them had fucked him. He was still feeling the effects of the drugs and wanted more cock, but instead he was being ignored. As he settled back into his cage the feeling of rejection set in and he just curled himself into a ball and tried to sleep.

6. thanks for the love over this story guys, much appreciated We eventually woke late and Ben announced that as it was Saturday and no college work for me today as better time would be spent at the Sauna Club socializing with Dan, Rich, Mark and a few others of their friends. “Yeah your brother is going to be a magnet for what you usually like most” Olly said before laughingly adding, “plenty of group action” “Fresh meat, no loads refused always draws out the best of humanity with gifts to share with a newbie.” Responded Ben already rubbing his crotch. “Bro, you’d better just have an energy shake for breakfast and then we’ll teach you how to clean out the lovely hole of yours in readiness for a mid-day work out.” For me mid-day couldn’t come soon enough but it was well into the afternoon by the time Ben & Olly lead me into the Sauna Club, paid our entrance fees then off to the locker room to strip down to towels which my brother and partner tucked in around their waist but I was told to just drape mine over my shoulder. “No point hiding the goods on offer is there?” They led me upstairs to the large viewing room full of guys whose lustful eyes coveted me as I passed by with wolf whistles and groping of my ass. On we walked to an area beyond where five cubicles, each with a scuzzy stained mattress was on the floor with just a curtain for privacy. Ben ushered us in one and left the curtain open and then he and Olly removed their well tented towels and pull me into an intense round of kissing and after several minutes of tongue jousting my brother pushed me down on my back.. “You ready for this? You don’t have to if you don’t want to you know? Ben says, “I already have yours and Olly’s Poz cum in me, so yeah, I’m good with this!” and by the time Ben had worked up to three fingers buried deep in me hole we had an audience of several pairs of eyes hungrily looking on, hard cocks in hand jerking off. I had to laugh as I imagined I was circled by sex-starved wolves ready to pounce and consume me, whatever, the though was enough to make my cock swell and drool a constant flow of precum over my groin. Once Ben and Olly had donated more of their Poz cum up my chute Olly said loud enough for all to hear, “Off to the Sling Room for you to complete your afternoon/evening of NO LOADS REFUSED action” “I’ve heard about them but never been in a sling.” I managed to splutter upon seeing the contraption spot lit in the darkened room. “Hop in, lie back and make yourself comfortable.” “Woa the leather’s cold” “Don’t worry it’ll soon warm up, now let me tie your wrists and ankles to the chains…don’t want you escaping little bro! There how does it feel?” I had just one word, “Fantastic!” “There you go guys…he’s all yours” as he addresses a growing throng gathered around. “Ah Dan trust you to be first….” I couldn’t help but laugh when I saw a smiling Dan move towards me as all I could focus on was his tattoo of an elephant’s head inked all over his crotch with, yes, you’ve guessed it, his long cock for its trunk! He flashed a killer smile that caught my attention and then I saw his sparkling eyes and yet despite the comedy tattoo me and my cock felt an instant attraction. Fuck I wanted this man. I wanted him just as I lusted after my brother all these years. Our eyes remained locked on one another as Dan took up station at my exposed and quivering ass, “Do you like elephants Liam?” he asked all innocently. “Sure” I tell him “D’ya know how they wash themselves?” to which other guys burst out laughing… “Yeah they suck up water in their trunk and spray it over their bodies.” “Well done Liam, look just like this.” As he pulled his long foreskin back revealing a shiny Prince Albert, something I’d heard about but never actually seen before. I was mesmerized and didn’t at first realise as he let rip a torrent of piss all over me and simultaneously others standing close by joined in the golden shower. I had never indulged in piss-play before but I was surprised at how turned on I was, or was it just because it was Dan? When Dan’s PA’d elephant trunk piss stream eventually stopped he lined his dick with my hole and pushed in balls deep…and if it hadn’t been for the previous loads it would have been painful but now I just felt full. My eyes locked on to Dan’s as I felt the electricity flow between us as I enjoy his full attention…it didn’t go unnoticed by my brother who stroked my face and said, “You’re doing great, we’ll make a great cumslut out of you yet. I can tell Dan likes you and I think you like him too, am I right?” I nodded, unable to speak as Dan’s bulbous dick head and PA continuously rubbed over my prostate…I let out a satisfied “Aaaaahhhh” just as a rock-hard cock was pushed in my mouth. I guess Dan felt it too as still staring deep into my eyes he starts licking my feet and sucking my toes, “Ummmm, sweaty teen feet, I just love your smell” as he runs his nose all over the soles of my feet and under my toes making the hairs on the back of my neck raise and me uncontrollably squirm. “Ohhhhh Myyyyy Godddd…Dan, please … Arrr fuck…! Please, please… please breed me” The stimulation or feet licking is too much, my hole clamping tight around his cock in spasms; I know the signs so well now my cum fires out high in the air and then splatters down all over me in hot jets of cummy rain. “Oh yeah bro…., you get shot of all that neg seed.” Ben encourages me, “Now get ready for Dan’s Poz cum, tell him you want it, you want him to knock you up” This is all new to me and I cannot articulate properly any dirty talk other than. “Yeeeessssss”, is my response, my whole body now shaking in anticipation! “Yes, what?” asks Dan “I want you to Poz me” Well, I’m not going to refuse you, am I? “You sure you’re ready for this, coz’ there’s no going back now?” “Sure, oh God. Yes! Come on, don’t play games with me, fill me up with your POZ jizz!" is my breathy reply. Dan goes from slowly and deliberately pushing my ass ring open with each inward thrust and pulling it out on each outward stroke to now hammering in hard and fast in my slick passage. His eyes bug wide and sweat glistening over his body giving him a luminance God like appearance and at this pace his PA feels unworldly and fantastic in my hole. “I know I’m not going to last long, oh yeah…oh yeah”…he says over and over again He jabs harder and faster, says “I’m almost there” as all of his efforts are solely on giving me what I want and what I need. Dan’s toxic delivery. "Please breed me. I want your toxic cum." He rams home HARD smashes my prostate to fire off rope after rope of thick highly toxic baby makers in my guts as in the same instant my balls pull up and yet more useless cum squirts out. “Welcum to the club…my Bug Brother!” then leans forwards for our first incestuous kiss. No sooner had Dan pulled out of my hole it wasn’t left vacant for long as my brother, Olly and Dan made sure I was anally and orally fucked as all the guys kept revolving around taking turns. This was all new with hands continually playing with my cock, balls, nipples and stroking every other part of my body. One by one they all unloaded their Poz cum in or over me until there was just the four of us. Olly held me then said, “I think Dan is infatuated by you, look…” as Dan moved round to my battered and puffy hole, but instead of pushing in he rest his steel like cock on my aching balls and lovingly licked and sucked on my toes again before pushing his “trunk” in tenderly a few times, watched me adoringly, then pulled out his pink foamy spunk covered cock to offer me the dripping spume to my open and willing mouth. “There you go Bug Brother taste the essence of us, Poz, proud and family all connected by Ben’s strain.” As I slurped and spotlessly cleaned his dick the other three all cheered and as I pulled off and looked back up at him. "Ummmm, delicious..." “Do you want to come home with us or go with Dan to rest and recuperate bro? “Err…..” I knew I really wanted both options and then it hit me, “Why can’t we all go home together?”

A Weekend Away. I’m Greg, and I’ve been together with my boyfriend Aiden for almost five years now. I was his second serious relationship. When he was at college he had a relationship with a guy named Brandon but it did not work out for a number of reasons. Perhaps one of the major ones was that Aiden is a total bottom, and Brandon wanted to get fucked too from time to time. Aiden is a very jealous guy and insists on absolute monogamy, but Brandon wanted more variety in his life, variety which included getting fucked by other guys. After they broke up they remained good friends and still keep in touch. In some ways, Aiden and I have a similar problem to what Brandon and he did. Basically we are both bottoms and sex ends up being blowjobs and cuddling, with the odd attempt at fucking being a disaster. Aiden insists on using condoms and I cannot get hard wearing one. My sex life generally consists of jerking off to internet porn when Aiden is not around. I was scheduled to spend a week at a conference in the same city as Brandon and his husband Ben, and was surprised when Aiden told me that he had contacted Brandon that I would be visiting and suggested that we meet up. I had never met the guys, but had talked with them on the phone. We had all become friends on Facebook and they had lots of pictures of themselves and their friends. They were two hot hunks! I wondered if Brandon and Ben had the sort of “open” relationship that Brandon had insisted on and that Aiden couldn’t stomach. I had no plans to find out but I must admit that I was curious. It had been a long time since I had been properly fucked! After some to-and-froing of emails and text messages, I arranged to meet them at the hotel I was stating at, and they would take me out for a drink at a local gay bar or two. I was waiting in front of the lobby at the designated time when I saw a their car pull up. They got out to greet me and I didn’t want to believe what I saw even though I recognized them from photographs. Both Brandon and Ben were hotter than fuck with tight t-shirts and pants that showed of their bulging crotches and asses. I had tried to look as good as I could and was wearing tight faded blue jeans showing off my massive bulge and a tight white t-shirt. One look at them and my mouth started to go dry, and I immediately started fantasizing about being fucked by them. I didn’t want to cheat on Aiden, but I really needed to be fucked so badly. I think they noticed that I couldn’t stop staring at their crotches. Ben hopped into the back seat and I sat beside Grant in the front. Brandon started describing the various local bars but I just grinned at him. "I've had a long day. You said you guys live close by and I'd like to see your place and get to know you better in a quiet environment. If you have something alcoholic to drink why don't we just go to your place." Just looking at those two sexy guys was starting to make me hard. I am not sure what I was thinking of, certainly I had no plans of cheating on Aiden but they were SO sexy. The more we talked about this and that the harder I got. We got to their place and as we walked from the car to the front door making small talk I could not help but notice what nice butts they had in their tight pants. Brandon’s tight khakis clearly showed the lines of the jock that he was wearing, and Ben’s jeans fitted in a way that emphasized his bubble butt and the cleft between. I’m not really a top but I would have to say both of them were fuckable! It was so long since Aiden and I had had any sort of sex that I was as horny as hell, enough to turn top for the night. Fuck! What was I thinking! Cheating! Nope. I had broached the subject of opening our relationship to Aiden several time and every time it ended in tears and shouting. I loved Aiden too much to fuck up our relationship, even though I ended up spending way too much time jerking off to porn. Always bareback porn as that is hotter and it since it was all a fantasy to me, it may as well be risky. Brandon and Ben were not making things any easier! Brandon whispered something in Ben’s ear and Ben put his hand down the back of Brandon’s jeans. It almost looked like he was fingering his hole, making me jealous of their obvious displays of affection. Brandon opened the door and we all entered. Brandon waved us towards the couch. “Why don’t you guys get comfortable on the couch while I get us each a beer? We have all sorts? Any preference?” I responded “An IPA if you have one”. “Sure, we had a few in the fridge.” Was his response as he left the room. I looked around the room. Nicely decorated in a clean modern style, but I could not help noticing the porn DVDs lying around on the coffee table where no-one could miss them: “Bareback Blond Boyfriends”, “Raw Cheating Lovers” and a few others including “Raw Load Takers.” One night when Aiden was at a work function I had found a copy of “Raw Load Takers” online and I knew its plot line. Guys hanging out in parks and men’s rooms getting fucked bare by anonymous strangers. An interesting choice of videos for a married couple. There was also a small bowl with condoms and a bottle of lube on a side table, which I thought a rather odd thing to leave in a living except if they regularly hooked up with other guys. The condoms were a contrast to the DVDs though. Brandon returned with the beers and gave me one. “Go slow, they are strong. They’re 8% alcohol. You’ve had a long day. We wouldn’t want you to get out of control.” I felt a twinge of excitement at the suggestion that I might “get out of control” and I said something to change the subject. “Wow. Bareback porn. Aiden won’t let me buy any, as he says you shouldn’t reward them for promoting unsafe sex.” Brandon just smiled. “Well, if you like we can watch one. I know you want to watch one.” I was conflicted. Forbidden fruit was calling. “But only if you want to. We won’t try anything. We're married.” Brandon was standing directly in front of me with his bulging crotch at eye level. I looked straight at him. “No, of course not.” I paused, then continued “You choose a good one, one that you like.” He slipped “Raw Cheating Lovers” into the DVD player. His choice of title made me wonder if he was planning anything. Whatever my mind was trying to tell me my body had other ideas and glancing down I saw an obvious shiny circle of pre-cum leaking through my jeans. I covered it with my left hand so that they would not notice. We made small talk and sipped our beers for a few minutes as the movie developed. At about the point when the first cheating boyfriend snuck out of the house to hook up with a trick he met on Grindr, Brandon spoke quite casually, as if it was a coincidence. “You know of course, that Aiden and I broke up about the whole question of monogamy. I wanted some variety, and he couldn’t deal with it. He has phoned me more than once to cry on my shoulder about fights that you guys have had about the issue. Did you ever sort it out?” I did not know what to say, and it was hard to hide the raging erection in my jeans. “Uh, it sort of blew over. We don’t talk about it, but I haven’t had sex with anyone else.” Brandon just smiled and made sure I saw as he re-arranged his massive bulge in his jeans to make it more comfortable. We sat in silence for a moment or two watching the move and when the first trick shot his load into the first cheating lover I had to admit to them how hot the movie was. “Fuck, I don’t know when last I watched bareback porn on a screen bigger than my cellphone. It’s hot!” Brandon laughed. “Yeah, like cocks, the bigger the better.” The action on the screen was had gotten me stimulated, as the bulge in my pants now stretched out in a fat straight line almost as far as my jean pocket and I had also had to make some adjustments for comfort. I had been stealing glances at Ben and Brandon’s crotches all the way through the conversation, and now all three of us were rock hard. This was starting to get awkward, although I have to admit that I was totally turned on by what was happening. I asked them the question that had been brewing all evening: “You guys are obviously really into bareback porn. Maybe even as much as I am. Do you bareback each other? Aiden and I still use condoms even though we have never slept with anyone outside of our relationship. At least, I know I haven’t.” Ben answered. “Yes, we got tested after we got married. Only with each other. We don’t fuck around.” I wondered if that was true, considering that both of them seemed to be getting turned on by me with my obviously swollen package watching porn with them and the convenient supply of condoms and lube. As the screen showed the bottom’s wrecked ass leaking cum from an internal cum shot I realized that I wanted to be fucked and take a load or two more than anything. “So which of you guys is a top? Aiden and I are both bottoms, which sucks.” I didn’t mean to say it in a way that implied that I wanted to be fucked by them, but it came out that way. Ben and Brandon were obviously thinking along the same lines as they both answered. “Both of us.” Great! "So who bottoms?" "Both of Us. We're versatile." I looked at the rock hard bulge in Brandon’s thin khaki pants. "So you guys bareback. Does it really feel so much better than with condoms?" This line of discussion was obviously turning Brandon on as he started leaking pre-cum and creating a slick patch around his cock head. "Fuck Yeah", He responded. "The only thing that feels better than pumping your load into a juicy ass is having someone fill your gut with his sperm." By now his cock was drooling so much that the patch was about the size of a quarter and very obvious and I could barely take my eyes off it. I also pre-cum a lot and if anything, the wet patch on my jeans was bigger than his! Brandon looked straight at me and said. "By the looks of things the movie and the conversation have got you quite stimulated." For a fraction of a second I panicked about what I knew was about to happen as I realized what it was that I wanted so badly and that Brandon and Ben were more than willing to give it to me. Brandon continued. “Based on what you're packing in your jeans you should try to top more. There's lots of guys that would love to have that up their ass.” I didn’t respond to that but asked. "I want to see you guys fuck bareback. I've never seen it live and up close before. I’ll just watch you guys and jerk off. Brandon chuckled. “When you see how hot it is, you’ll want to be fucked!” Inkew it to be true, but I wasn’t ready for bareback yet. “Then you can fuck me with a condom. I've never cheated on Aiden before, but we'll be safe and he'll never know.” Ben needed no encouragement and started stripping down to his black and red jock briefs. His ass looked really hot framed by the cutout at the back. Brandon undressed a little more slowly, putting on a show for me. I made no moves to undress but was rubbing my cock through my pants. Brandon went straight for Ben’s ass and started eating it out and getting it nice and wet ready for fucking. I had now unzipped my pants and was working my dick with my hand and it was now drooling copious amounts of pre-cum. Ben bent over forward and exposed his hole and I could see it was well used. I found it a surprising turn on, something I did not expect. Brandon spat on his hand and slicked up his cock and then spat again into Ben’s hole and slid his bare cock all the way in. I guess he didn’t need lube. By now I had stripped off all my clothes and was naked on the couch with my ass over the edge jerking my meat while I watched Brandon fuck Ben inches away from me. The sight of his fat raw dick sliding in and out of Ben’s hole was an incredible turn-on, coupled with the juicy and wet sounds of the fucking. The more they fucked, the slicker Brandon’s cock became as if Ben was pre-lubed. I thought for a moment that perhaps Ben already had a load up his ass and I almost came at the thought. Brandon whispered something in Ben's ear and Ben turned around and started kissing me on the mouth while Brandon pulled out of his ass. Out of the corner of my eye I saw Brandon grab a condom from the side table, tear open the packet and roll it over his dick I heard the pop of the cap on the bottle of lube and I heard the slick sounds of lube being applied over the condom. Then he went down between my legs where I could not see him, as Ben was deep tonguing my mouth. I felt him slather my hole with lube. Brandon moved forward and I felt his cock head pressing against my hole. It felt different some how to when Aiden fucked me. Brandon is uncut, and Aiden is cut, but that shouldn’t really make a difference with a condom. Of course, the only thing that had been up may ass in the last few months was one of my selection of dildos. After seeing the size of Brandon’s rock hard dick, I was glad that I had spent the last afternoon at home with the largest one up my chute! Brandon started slowly probing my anus with his dick and I relaxed and felt a brief moment of pain as the fat dick head started spreading my anal sphincter and forcing its way in. The sensation of Brandon’s fat cock sliding up my anal passage stretching out the walls to the maximum and then up to and past the inner sphincter was intense, and made me realize how much I missed it in Aiden and my relatively sexless relationship. “Oh fuck, that feels so good. Damn!” I uttered as he bottomed in my colon and I felt his crotch slam against my butt cheeks. Both of them chuckled before Brandon spoke. “You like my dick filling your hole huh?” He was not joking. His massive dick was the best thing I had felt in years, and I don’t think I had ever had a dick that felt that good before. My brief pangs of guilt were rapidly banished by the growing lust in my crotch. He slowly started fucking me with long strokes and I wished I could see his dick sliding in and out but now Ben had gone down on me sucking my dick and his head was in the way. “Fuck yeah, it feels different than when Aiden fucks me. Better. Thicker.” Brandon grinned at me as if he knew something I didn’t. “Maybe it’s because he is really a bottom and doesn’t know how to fuck?” He chuckled and picked up the pace. My dick was starting to leak profusely and moved my hand to start jerking off, but Ben grabbed it and held it away. “No, not yet. Later.” Brandon was fucking me hard and fast while Ben had left my crotch and was deep kissing me again and it did not take more than thirty seconds or so before he started cumming. I then realized why it felt different: I felt seven or eight massive squirts of scalding hot cum against the walls of my bowels for the first time. "Oh fuck. FUCK. Yeah FUCK!" was all I could say. Ben had now conveniently moved out of the way so that I could see Brandon’s cock in my ass. As he slowly pulled out it was obvious that the condom had burst and that his fat cockhead was glistening with his cum. I had suspected something was different when I felt Brandon’s cock slide up my chute, and knew it was bare when I felt cum in my ass but it was still somewhat of a shock as I observed the damage and understood that I had taken a load for the first time. The shock quickly turned to lust. “I guess that’s why it felt so good, it was bareback.” “Yeah,” Brandon responded. “Feels good doesn’t it? Maybe you’d be a top more often if you were not dealing with tight numbing latex on your cock.” My rock hard dick was still drooling pre-cum into the puddle that was forming on my belly. I was obviously not turned off by the idea. Brandon grinned at me. “I’m the only one of us who hasn’t been fucked yet, but also the only one who has cum, so why don’t you try and fuck me? Bareback, of course. And see what it feels like. Put that big dick of yours to good use and you may find that you like topping when you can fuck bare. You can even cum in me.” Ben grinned with agreement. “And then Ben can fuck you and give you his load also.” I was still on my back on the couch and before I could say anything Brandon came over and lowered himself onto my dick, after slicking it up with some of the pre-cum from my belly and cum from my ass. The sensation of my cock sliding up his velvet soft juicy hole was incredible. I almost came on the spot. He started riding me like a champion and I realized how good fucking an ass was, as long as it was raw. It was almost too much for me and it was not long before I shot my first unprotected load deep in Brandon’s gut. Ben was watching all this with his dick in his hand, planning the next move. As Brandon slowly lifted himself off me Ben spoke. “Let’s take a break for a few minutes and then I’ll can fuck you and you can fuck me.” “Bareback?” I asked. “Yeah, of course. Just like I said.” was Brandon’s response. Ben got us each another beer and they told me about their “arrangement”. I wished that Aiden and I could get something like that worked out but I found it strange that after the attempt to use a condom for the first fuck, and which almost immediately broke. Neither Ben nor Brandon pursued their stated “only safe with strangers” rule. Oh well, they did say they had been tested and the result was negative, so it was probably OK. Certainly, I now understood the attraction of barebacking. By the time I had slugged the second beer I had lost all my inhibitions, and Ben had no trouble unapologetically sliding his raw dick into my hole. By the end of the evening I had dumped a load into each of them and they had each loaded me up twice. I totally understood what Brandon had said about raw fucking. Without a condom sliding my bare dick into a juicy cunt was magic. I was going to do a lot more fucking in future, it just was not going to be with Aiden and with a condom. We got together a few more times that week, and each time both of them loaded me up. I wasn’t complaining. Brandon even helped me set up a profile on their favorite bareback hookup site. My last words to them as they dropped me off at the hotel on the last evening was : “I’m not going to say anything to Aiden, but I’m going to start fucking around behind his back, and topping, and giving loads. All bareback of course.” They just grinned at me.

"I want to POZ you Bart. I want to fuck you and shoot my toxic load deep in your guts.You're so cute, everybody wants a piece of your ass. And they only get it when you are willing to give yourself to everyone. You NEED to be pozzed. You know you do. Look at how tense you are. You should enjoy cock not fear it. You should embrace cum not reject it. What you need is a nice unhealthy dose of infected cum in your tight little asshole. Oh my see, that little prick of yours. See how it twitches when you hear I want to breed you. You like hearing that don't you? Yeah I know you do you little slut. You're silent but I know deep down you want to be a big piggy slut. An uninhibited whore who needs cock like his worthless life depends on it. I can give you that. Just let me push my throbbing dick in your cunt and I can give you all the sexual freedom you so desperately want. Look at my cock. Come on, look at it. See how nice it looks. Not scary at all. Not looking diseased or anything. It just looks like any other cock, however it only spews a deathly cocktail of jizz and bugs. You need those bugs. You'd be the perfect host. They'd nest between your buttcheecks and control who can come in and not. And they will gladly let anyone enter. C'mon touch it. Feel my pozprick. Yeah that's it. Feels good doesn't it. Now grab my balls. Feel how heavy they are. They are filled with toxic jizz. I haven't cum in a few days so when I shoot tonight it will be a copious amount of poison. I want to knock you up with my aids babies. Yeah you'd like that won't you slutboi. Now on your knees and start sucking the venom out of my hose. Good boy. Yeah work that mouth of yours on my cock. You sure like that don't you. Bet you're momma is proud now. Sucking a sick stranger's dick. Fuck you are so made for servicing cock. I must admit I'm surprised how eager you are sucking a POZ man's prick. You see those other men looking at you? They like you on your knees with a dick in your mouth. They all know you're getting gifted tonight. And after I'm done they can ravish your little hole as much as they want. Can you already taste my poison? I'm leaking like a faucet already. Here let me show you. Look at it. See those drops of cum? Let me show you. Oops was that in your eye? Did I poke your eye with my infected dick? I'm sorry... Don't get up. Please just stay there on your knees, I want to rub my whole dick over your face, cover that pretty little mug of yours with my dicksnot. This is so hot, look at you. Covered in sticky cum. Your face is full of HIV now, how you like that? Get up and turn around. It's time I stabbed that shitter of yours. What do you mean you're not sure? That's the problem right there you see, you need someone to decide for you. So I tell you, you HAVE to turn around and get a nice creamy load up your gut. So turn around and show me that nice butt of yours. Oh what a beautiful pucker you have there. It's looks so small and tight. I'll just use a nice glob of spit for lube. There. This is it Bart, you are about to get fucked by a POZ man. Ughhh, just one big push. Relax, relax, let me shove it all the way in. Hold still boy, it's just a little over 7 inch. There there it's all in. Now relax, get used to that prick. No no no, don't push it out. I'm just going to shove it back in you know. Dammit it slipped out. Just stand against the wall. Push your ass a bit back. Where is that hole of yours ah yes found it. One two three, FUCK. Yeah man, stabbing your ass again. I know it hurts, but it's much easier than going slow. Just get used to it. Shhh shhh. No no, don't touch your cock, hands against the wall. I don't want you to cum yet. Just hold still and enjoy my prick. I'm going to fuck you know Bart. Nice and easy. Yes, good boy. See how well that goes. Back and forth, back and forth. Doesn't that feel nice? This is what you've been missing all that time. Unhealthy raw sex. Sex like it's meant to be. I'm going to pick up the pace now. You can take it don't you, yeah you can. You like getting fucked don't you. Yeah you do. I'm so proud of you Bart, you are getting barebacked. Taking poz dick in that little hole of yours. Ohhh, ooh I'm cumming. I'm going to fill you up with my toxic spooge. Uhhhh. Yeah, uhhhh. There take it, ughhh, fuckkkk. That were some nice spurts. Fuck I needed to unload that. Did you cum? You didn't? Good. I'll just stay in that roughed up little ass of yours. Let your bowels absorb my poison. Oh man, that was intense. Did you like it Bart? Did you like getting bred? Bet you did. Let me massage the cum in your ass. Yeah. Pfff. I don't think I'm getting limp Bart. Holy shit my cock just stays hard in that previous NEG ass of you. I'm just going to plow you again is that ok? Sure you can jerk off now if you want to. Yeah jerk that little cock until it spews the last squirt of NEG cum you have left. You've been a good boy. Just let me enjoy that asshole of you a little bit more. Yeah sliding in and out of your sloppy hole. Feels good doesn't it? Cum is the best lube, you'll see the next time you come here. You're ready to squirt Bart? Yeah cum boy, shoot your load. Look at that, you really shot a nice big load. You must have been hot and horny. Look at it Bart, look at your jizz dripping from that wall. Healthy fertile jizz wasted on a wall. Your last chance at spawning offspring. You're one of us now Bart. Free to get fucked by whoever wants to fuck you. No need to thank me. Let me just slide out of your ass. Whoops, made a bit of a mess down there, might have torn something in my enthusiasm. Don't worry, THAT will heal up. My gift won't. Bye now."

Thank you for the love for this story with plenty more to cum... 4. The reveal That shock paled into insignificance when I opened the toilet door only to find my brother Ben laughing, with another guy about his age at the hand basin, talking about the dumbfuck they had just Pozzed. “Ben!” I screamed, “was that you…..?” I couldn’t finish what I was saying as a tsunami of emotions hit me. “Fuck! Liam what the fuck are you doing here, in there, Oh shit, fuck, fuck, fuck. Bro I’m sooooooooo sorry I never…..” He too couldn’t speak, red faced and too angry to get the words out. Ben turned to his mate, “Dan you better go. Liam you have to come home with me…we have to have a talk.” We didn’t say a word to one another on the walk to his car and “Get in” was all that was said before we got to his house. My brother quickly ushered me indoors and sat me down in one of two black leather settees, “Beer?” he asked I simply nodded yes. While he was in the kitchen I scanned the room, white, bright and minimalistic with everything in its place, the total opposite of when he was at home. “Here drink this, you’ll need it.” And before I could finish one sip the front door opens and in walks the man I know to be Olly. “Hi Love, home early for once" then scanning the room looking for Ben says, "…Oh Liam….I didn’t expect you to be here too! Sorry I didn’t mean it the way that sounded! Oh shit, let me start again…Good to see you and welcome to our home.” “Well done loverboy you managed to insult my brother and ‘out’ us all in one go!” snapped Ben to Olly. “I’m sorry. Ben what’s up? It looks to me like something is seriously wrong by the looks on your faces, d’ya want me to leave so you two can talk about it?” “No, I think you had better stay and hear this.” Then turning to me confessed, “Just in case you hadn’t got it, Olly is my boyfriend, my partner, so yes I am gay just like you. I love Olly….” And then smirking says, “I’m a size queen, so maybe soon you’ll see why I love him so.” Then Ben proceeds to tell Olly about our toilet adventures with Dan. I was surprised that Olly wasn’t angry but appeared to be turned on by the huge lump that was showing in the front of his suit trousers. “Other than keeping it in the family…the problem is?” a smiling nonplussed Olly asks. “We’re all Poz and unmedicated but it was Liam’s first time.” Ben spelt out. “Wow! You took your own brother’s cherry you lucky bastard” replied Olly totally missing the point. Ben’s protective feelings for me broke out once again as he dropped into the seat next to me, gave me a hug and said, “You OK with this?” I didn’t know what I thought, it was all too much; getting fucked for the first time, getting fucked by my own brother, not only that but by someone I had for years fantasized and wanked off over, finding out he is gay too, finding out he has a boyfriend, finding out they are both HIV positive all as I sit here with two Poz loads soaking in my ripped-up guts. It was too much and I snuggled into his chest and burst into tears, sobbing loudly. “Hey, hey, we’re here to support you.” Olly said reaching over to rub my shoulders, “We can get you to the medical centre for some emergency Prep to stop your exposure to HIV if you decide that’s what you want to do, we didn’t, but it’s up to you, your choice.” Truth be told I didn’t know what I wanted, my red eyes smarted but I pulled myself together and asked about their life, how they got Pozzed and how they live with it. I also was intrigued as if they were together why Ben was in a toilet with this Dan chap. I sat enthralled by their tale of how Ben got infected, gave it to Olly when they got together and Dan was a mate of theirs who was chasing the bug to get it and move on so he can enjoy fucking whom he wants, when he wants. I took it all in. “Is it wrong that that’s what I want too?” after hearing all about this made my cock throb, swell and leak a huge wet spot in my trousers…it didn’t go unnoticed. “Looks like your little brother likes the idea of being knocked-up, see his cock has made his mind up for him” as a big shit eating grin spreads across Olly’s face, “Am I right, or am I right?” “You got me, yeah I think that’s what I want, but only if you help me through it.” I said lightly punching him on the arm. A collective “Yes!” erupted from both Ben and Olly as they caressed and cuddled me as for the first time I literally felt brotherly love.

Jockstrap Party My boy and I have been having a lot of fun lately, very little of it safer fun. We hooked up with another couple a few weeks ago and had a blast playing raw. Jim and Dan are both a bit older than us, and both very vers. Jim has a sexy hairy chest and Dan is almost entirely hairless. Both of the guys fucked my boy raw and left big juicy loads in his ass. I was rawfucking Dan’s hairless hole at the same time as he bred my boy. They cradled my boy while I plowed their loads deeper into his hole before adding my own. We made a point to let the guys know we wanted to play together again. They invited us to a jockstrap party at a big warehouse bar on the outskirts of town. We went to work that morning, both me and my boy wearing sexy jockstraps under our slacks and dress shirts. The four of us met for a few courage drinks before heading to the warehouse. We stripped down to our jocks and shoes and checked our clothes before going into the main bar area. We had heard that things could get steamy there, and were more comfortable playing raw with friends than with strangers, so we tucked some single use lube packets into our socks and a few condoms. Dan said that might be a good idea as some of these guys were POZ and sometimes fucking happened at this kind of party. There must have been a hundred men there, some sweaty and rank, some squeaky clean. Jim and Dan knew a couple of the guys there and introduced us to some of their buddies. I assumed that they had all fucked around. They were nice, shook hands, groped crotches and butts, but were generally non-threatening. Jim went to the bar and brought back a stack of solo cups and a pitcher of beer. Dan pointed out a guy on the edge of their group named Sean. He told me he was a really hot top but to play safely with him… I assumed that meant he had some kind of bug or kink… Jim spilled some beer on my jock’s pouch while pouring me a cup. Of course, Sean made a bee line to me, knelt down and licked the beer, of course making my cock grow and stretch out the front of my jockstrap. Sean is pretty tall and beefy with a broad chest and massive nipples. He had on tall boots and a leather harness. He growled at me and smiled as he stood up thanking me for the free sip. As we stood drinking and chatting, Sean kept rubbing his crotch. I knew he must have had a big dick as his pouch kept filling more and more. Dan and Jim ran off to hang out with some friends on a private VIP roof deck, where I knew there would likely be some fucking action. We promised we’d head up soon. Sean leaned in and grasped me and my boy’s bare buttcheeks. He said into our ears, ‘Finally, I’ve got you guys alone!’ I laughed as we were hardly alone, there were at least fifty guys standing around. I knew he was flirting pretty heavily, but I figured we were safe in public. Plus, if we wanted to fool around, I remembered the condoms in my socks and thought how glad I was to have come prepared. I felt Sean’s hand getting closer to my crack, and I sort of whimpered, I guess. He grinned at me, then at my boy. He brought his hand to my boy’s mouth and inserted two fingers. My boy groaned and suckled them. This guy was clearly seducing both of us. Once his fingers were good and wet, Sean brought his hand back to my ass and started gently playing with my hole, sinking just his fingertips in, lubed with my boy’s spit. I must have thrown my head back, savoring the sensation of this stranger’s fingers teasing my hole, and closed my eyes. Before I could open them, Sean inserted his finger into my mouth. I sucked hard and he slipped two more fingers in all the way to his thumb. I thought I was going to puke, and gagged as he pulled his hand away. I knew it was going to go directly to my boy’s ass, and that I’d helped prepare my boy’s hole for whatever was about to happen. We stood face-to-face for a bit Sean he was really playing with our asses. He might have had two fingers in me a few knuckles deep. The way my boy was bucking, I knew he was deeper in his hole. My boy is much more of a bottom than me, and much looser, so it was all sort of going fine. Sean released his grasp on my ass and situated himself behind my boy, with my boy facing me. My boy was practically panting and shoved his tongue down my throat. He grasped my jaw with both hands and leaned into me. With his face in mine, I couldn’t see with my eyes what Sean was doing, so I let me hands wander. I put my hands around my boy’s slim waist and felt him grooving. He was driving his crotch into mine, but also his ass into Sean’s crotch. I slipped my hand into Sean’s jockstrap and felt a hefty drooling cock with a thick cold metal cockring at its base. My boy kept moaning as he felt that fabric-clad shaft grinding into his buttcrack. I pulled away from my boy. I tried to whisper into his ear that he was about to get fucked. With the booming music in the bar, I had to repeat myself, ‘If you don’t want to get fucked right here on the dancefloor, you should pull off!’ He might have misheard me and he just nodded. Then he shouted back into my year, ‘YES! Pull it out!’ I realized he thought I was asking if he wanted Sean’s raw dick as his hole. I chuckled knowing that he was hungry for to get fucked like a slut in the middle of the bar. My boy’s eyes pleaded, so I freed Sean’s dick from his jockstrap. I jerked his massive thick tool a few times smearing his precum all over his shaft. Sean kept grooving, but had contorted my boy so he was sort of squating with his ass stuck out for better access. I’m not naïve and my boy wasn’t acting like he wanted Sean to stop. I raised my ankle up and got out a condom and some lube from my sock. With my boy leaning against me for support, I tore open the condom wrapper and tried to lower it on to Sean’s throbbing cock head. He was shimmying around so I couldn’t quite land it. He lurched forward and the condom fell out of my hand and onto the floor. He lurched forward again a few times as I got another condom out and unwrapped. My boy was pushing back against Sean, groaning deeply, as I was busy trying to get a condom on Sean. When my hands were where I thought his dick was, I realized it was too late for a condom. Sean had slid his bare cock all the way into my boy’s ass. I told my boy, ‘He’s in you raw. Is that ok?’ My boy nodded and wrapped his arms around my head, kissing me hard. He clenched his eyes shut and let Sean use his ass. I felt someone tap my shoulder. It was Dan back from whatever mischief they’d gotten into upstairs. I leaned back so he could say something in my ear. ‘Good thing you brought those condoms. Sean usually only fucks raw… and he shoots toxic loads.’ He pointed to the wrapper on the floor. I just nodded, knowing that Sean was about to breed my boy. Sean started grunting and plowing my boy’s ass faster and harder. My poor boy nearly lost his balance. Dan helped support my boy as Sean moaned, spewing his toxic spunk into my boy’s ass. Sean pulled back, his cock falling out of my boy’s guts with a wet plop. Dan realized that he wasn’t wearing a condom and moaned as he dropped to his knees. He grabbed Sean’s cock and swallowed it all the way. Jim showed back up and saw my boy leaning on my and his boyfriend blowing Sean. I spread my boy’s cheeks and Jim saw how opened and wet it was. He shrugged and also knelt, tonguing the POZ seed off and out of my boy’s ass. There must have been ten guys in a tight circle around us. A few guys were jerking their cocks and one stepped up to me asking, ‘Your boy takes loads? Can I breed him next?’ I nodded and my boy opened his eyes grinning. He said to me, ‘It’s going to be a long night…’

So I was traveling through northern Louisiana last week when I stopped for the evening. I wanted to get slammed. I needed loads. But there were several hours of sunlight left. Experience has taught me that I can get loads in the late afternoon, but then interest tapers off through suppertime until after sunset when it picks up again. The rundown motel room faced west, the afternoon sun shining around the curtain edges. It was hard to make the room dark like I like it. I used towels around the curtain edge, taped the door lock with gorilla tape for easy opening, put my valuables in the room safe, laid out a couple different lubes, a wash cloth, brown poppers bottle, butt plug, and posted the Grindr ad: "For NOW. Strictly bottom, in jock that stays on, cleaned and douched, ass up ready for breeding. Anon, dark motel room, door ajar, push on door, get yourself hard, mount up, pump, dump, zip and go. No talking! No watchers or other bottoms. My ass pic only." I left a couple condoms on the bedside table a foot away from the lubes for the 'safe' breeders but only after they somehow got pinholes through the wrapper. If they wanted one, it was there. There was some replies within a half-hour. One looked promising and was ready to go. I wasn't ready yet and told him I was still working but would be finishing soon. Hopefully he would not lose interest or find another bottom. I used the time to get cleaned out and to make sure I was ready to get mounted . I lubed my butt plug and worked it a bit, loosening my hole so that if the first guy slammed too hard it wouldn't rip me too early. I wanted to take as many loads as I could get and it sucks when the first guy is too big or too rough and ruins me for the night. I texted him back when I was ready. He was only 1435 feet away. There was no picture and no description in his profile. I gave him the room number, stacked a couple pillows, bent over them on the bed, feet just off the edge, and pushed in some lube. I didn't have much time. He was too close. By the time I pulled my blindfold on he was pushing on the door. I put my phone down and closed my eyes, then took a strong whiff of my own poppers, my adrenaline still a little fast in anticipation. He took in the scene, knew it was for real, and I heard him pulling down his zipper. Seconds later he was stroking his hardening cock up and down my ass crack. And then he pushed. There was a little pain but he wasn't rough and guided it firmly straight in until he bottomed out. He paused, then started slow stroking. He grabbed my hips and started rocking into me. I was still getting used to his deep stroking when he jerked a couple times, then real slowly pulled all the way out. I didn't feel him shoot, but I knew he had. He stepped back, cleaned off his cock with the wash cloth, zipped up, opened the door and left. I gave him a few moments to get in his car, then pulled my phone out and thanked him for his load. "np" was the reply. One down. I checked my phone but it was quiet. I reached back and felt my asshole. It was wet. I grabbed my butt plug and pushed it in. I love to keep the loads in me. I got up and wondered how I could make the room darker. The sun was not my friend. I grabbed a swig of Southern Comfort, pulled out my iPad and started stroking to some Last Load stories. A few more replies came in. One wanted to come over to watch? "Did you read my profile?" He said he had but was hoping to give me a blowjob. What part of no watchers or bottoms did you not understand? I blocked him. But suppertime was approaching. It's always slow. Too late for the working, family men and too early for those needing to pound one out to help themselves sleep. I took the opportunity to get some food myself, anxiously waiting for sundown and the night crawlers to come out. "How many loads?" was the next message. "Just one, but it is a Tuesday" I replied. "Let me know when you have more. I like it sloppy and wet." Will do. Though I know many won't show up. It was starting to get dark when the next message came in. He was 23 miles away. Too far. Generally I don't respond to those that far away but it was slow. "I don't want you to see my face. Is it truly anonymous?" I replied that it was, that I had a blindfold and even I would not see him. "Can we start with a BJ?" No, I replied. Getting hard is on you. He asked why that was and I said because I was there to get fucked, not get guys hard as I've had many that couldn't get into the scene I wanted. He said he understood but had never done this before. He asked for more pics. I sent him my ass pic. He never replied. Sunset had come. The next message came from six miles away. "I need to dump a load. I have a big black dick. Room number?" I replied I would give it when I saw he was within a few hundred feet as I have had a few "no-shows" and "wanna come laters" who showed up only after I had locked the door for the night. "I'll need $50 for my phone bill." No. Not interested. I blocked him. It was another 20 minutes before the next message. It was a 30 year old who was a mile away. "Gotta work break coming. You ready?" I replied I was. I checked his profile and he was a black top looking for now. Perfect. "omw" he replied. I quickly got ready again, pulled the plug out, put some new lube in, plugged in a couple nightlights in strategic locations that just let enough light in that he would see my ass and the night stand, then turned the lights off. "Room number?" was the next text. "141. First floor, back corner, push on the door." I assumed the position. Then the next message came. "Nearby. Need to unload. You ready?" Shit. "I will be ready shortly." Then my door opened. I put the phone face down and slipped my blindfold on without looking towards the door. I felt a finger, then my ass was slapped hard, but I maintained my position and composure. I heard him undress, grab the lube off the nightstand, and heard the condom wrapper. Damn. After a few moments, he was pushing in and he was in a hurry. He started stroking and went deep. I grabbed the covers and held on. He pumped for a few minutes, rotating from side to side as if trying to widen me, then grabbed my shoulders and pulled himself tighter inside me. I heard his breathing as he clearly was unloading into the condom. He finished, pulled out, and 20 seconds later the door was opened, then closed. I waited a few seconds, sent a thank you text, then got up to stretch my legs. I looked down for the condom, then saw the wrapper was curled but was still unopened! I felt my asshole and felt the wetness. Yes!!! "I'm across the street. You still there?" It was the guy who texted me when the last guy was entering my room. "Yes. Sorry. Had a phone call." I immediately gave him the room number and got back into position. I never even looked at his profile. I didn't know how old, big, race, nothing. Who cares? I'm here for loads. The door opened again within three minutes I already had the phone face down on the blanket, ass in the air, blindfold on. I knew I was dripping. Maybe he would think it was lube. Damn if the first thing he did was grab my ass and stick his tongue in deep. He started slurping. He had to be tasting the earlier loads. Next thing I knew he stood up and shoved his cock in without fanfare. Yes! And he was a man on a mission. He wanted rapid fucking, the kind that often leaves me sore and dry. But he didn't care and I did what I was supposed to do -- I took it. And he unloaded. He wasn't huge but damn it felt really wet and sloppy. "Bitch, you're mine. I'll be back. Answer when I text you right away." Um. Okay. Sure. I heard him zip and leave. I sent another "thank you, Sir" text. I flipped over and laid on my back, catching my breath. I had some loads now. I could sleep. I started to doze when that Grindr notification tone dinged twice in my ear. I pulled out my phone and looked at the message, seeing that I had also been tapped. "Do you like being raped?" Hmm. I wonder what that means. "What does that mean?," I replied. "Sometimes I like to get rough and fuck hard. Can you take it? "How big are you?" "You won't complain. I'm nearing your exit on the interstate. Room?" "I don't mind a little rough but I'm not looking for scars, blood or shit play." "Good. I don't either. But I will be on top of you a lot." I was certainly a little cautious but still ready for more loads. "You read my profile, you know what to expect. If that's what you need, my ass will be up." and included my room number. "Get ready. Keep it dark." I then looked at his profile. He was a 22 year old student, also a wrestler at a black college down the highway. Really nice huge dic pic, black as coal. Okay, I would be ready. I think. Five minutes later, I heard the door open. My blindfold was on. He undressed and crawled on the bed in front of me. Uh-oh. I was here for ass fucking and he wanted a blowjob. I had my blindfold on. It smelled a little rank but again I did what my top wanted and started licking up and down. He started getting hard. I love the feel when they start growing in my mout -- shit! What was that? He wasn't alone! Some guy just grabbed my ass and shoved two fingers in! Crap. I usually don't do tag teams and didn't expect it. The guy in my mouth put his hands on my head and started thrusting deeper, almost to the point of making me puke. But I kept licking and swallowing, taking it all in when WHAM! A huge cock was slammed in my ass without any preliminaries. God, that hurt! It was painful! Was I truly being raped? I almost bit down from the sudden movement but the dude in my mouth told me if I bit him I would regret it for the rest of my life. I was in over my head. Not because I didn't love group scenes (I did) but because usually even though I'm the bottom I've always had some control. This time it wasn't happening. I was truly being taken. And it hurt. I felt a slap on my face. "Keep it wet, asshole." I realized then my mouth had dried and I was desperately trying to get some saliva going. Then a sudden deep thrust into my ass. The unknown second man was clearly unloading in me. He told the guy in my mouth to come try this ass. He continued to stroke, clearly emptying his balls completely. He pulled out and grabbed the bed cover and wiped himself off. As he went to the bathroom to further clean up, the man in my mouth came around and mounted me immediately. He started slow but started rabbiting like he was ready to dump. He grabbed me by the shoulders, put all his weight into it, and slammed deeply into me pushing all earlier loads was inside. Wow! It was nearly over. The man leaned down and said to me, "My friend is not done yet. Don't move or he will hurt you." I froze. I was scared. He got up and started to get dressed. He then opened the door, but I stayed still. His friend was still in the room. "We gave you what you wanted whether you knew it or now We didn't use rubbers. And you've been flooded like we've done to many fucks just like you. Now stay still and whatever you do don't move." I was clearly shivering. Then I felt it on my back. What the fuck -- he was writing on my back!??? He stood up, shoved two fingers in my ass, pulled out and stuck it to my lips and simply said, "taste it." I did. And it was bittersweet. He removed his fingers, then got up and exited the room without shutting the door. I kept waiting but it didn't shut. I heard a car engine start and the car pulled away. I felt safe enough to get up and locked the door. Whew. My breath had gotten back to normal. I turned on the light and checked the mirror. I turned my back and read what he wrote. "Seeded by (university name) BBC cocks. He'll never go back." I grabbed some Southern Comfort, stuck the plug in, and drifted off to sleep with a smile. I didn't realize until morning I had forgotten to thank them.

Part 63 - Confrontation The alarm went off and the coach laid there in bed. All he really wanted to do sleep the rest of the day and recover from the nine hard breedings he took the day before. Instead, he got up and slowly walked to the shower. He stood there letting the water rush over him and then took the soap and cleaned himself off. He got dressed and then packed his bag up and took it to the van. His legs and ass were sore, he was sure that anyone looking at him could tell he had been fucked all night. He walked back into the breakfast area and the team was already there. “Hey coach!” Shane said. The team all had grins on their faces and the coach was sure they knew he had had a rough night. “Hi, guys. Ready for the last day of camp?” he asked. “Yeah. This was a lot of fun” Marty said. “I hope you learned a lot too. We need to be really competitive the rest of the season to make it to finals” the coach said as he shifted his position to find one that hurt less. “You ok coach? You look like you’re in pain” Ethan asked. “I’ll be ok. I just slept funny” the coach replied, getting up and then heading over to get a quick breakfast. The team all snickered and gestured on the positions they thought he was in while “sleeping.” The coach came back and they all finished breakfast. The coach tossed Shane the keys to the van and said “Get everyone’s luggage in the van and bring me the room keys.” Shane and Ethan handed over the room keys and the team headed to the parking lot. The coach went to the front desk and Dakota was standing behind the desk. “Hello, Dakota. We’re checking out” the coach said as he pushed the keys across the desk. “I hope you enjoyed your stay, Coach Adams. I know I did” Dakota said with a smile. “Feel free to stop back any time, no reservation is needed for that hot ass of yours. We give free booster shots, too.” The coach nervously looked around to see if anyone could have heard the last part and was relieved that no one was nearby. “Uh, sure” the coach replied. The coach started towards the front door and saw Ric walking towards the front desk. “Leaving in a couple minutes, Ric” he yelled out. “Thanks, coach. I’ll meet you over at the University. I’m meeting a friend first.” Ric replied. The coach shook his head. If it had been one of his team, he wouldn’t let him skip out of part of the camp, but since Ric wasn’t a swimmer, he just let it go. “Be sure to be over there by 4PM” the coach told Ric. The team headed over to the athletic center and Ric poked his head into Dennis’s office. “Hey Dennis, how’s it going?” RIc asked. “Doing good. I hope you guys had fun while you were here” Dennis replied. “Oh yeah. A lot different than the last time, but still a lot of fun. With any luck the room may have gotten another convert or two” Ric said with a devilish grin. “Yeah, it gets a lot of action and hopefully you guys were successful” Dennis said before he motioned for Ric to come closer. “Keep this between you and me, but you should keep an eye out on your coach. He may need some help in a few weeks.” Ric’s eyes got big “You tagged him?” Ric asked. “Yeah, my boyfriend, Dave, Dakota, Tony, Luis, Juan, Tyler, Carl and I all fucked him” Dennis said. “Dave? The escort? As in Joe?” asked Ric. “Oh, you know? Cool. Yeah, that Dave, er.. Joe” Dennis said. “Wow, you really did a job on him with that many guys. Does he know about you guys being poz?” Ric asked. Dennis replied “Yeah, Joe told him and he seemed to get off on it. We’ll see how enthusiastic he is when the flu hits.” “Now his comment when I ran into him in the sauna makes some sense. He saw my biohazard tat and asked if someone sent me in there. I bet he thought I was sent to breed him” Ric said. “Hehe, yeah. It doesn’t mean you couldn’t once you’re back home” Dennis said. “Fuck no! I don’t want to end up on the news as another student that fucked his teacher. It would screw both of our lives up. Maybe after I graduate, but even then I don’t know” Ric answered. “He’s got a great ass, but yeah, I get it. So you guys head back today?” asked Dennis. “Yeah. This is the last day of camp. The team already left. First, I’m going over to get pierced by Daryl and then meet them at the University before going home” replied Ric. Dennis smiled and asked “Cool. What are you getting done?” “I want to get my nipples done and then a ladder on my cock” answered Ric. “Wow, that’s a lot in one day” Dennis replied. “Yeah, but its kind of hard to get up here. Do you know what bus I need to take to get over to Daryl and Thad’s shop?” asked Ric. “Don’t worry about the bus. I can take you over in the shuttle. Just let me know when” Dennis said. “Thanks, I really appreciate it” Ric said. Dennis dropped Ric off at the tattoo shop telling him to call when he was done and he would take him over to the university. Ric walked up to the door and pulled. It was locked but after a few knocks, Daryl came up and let him in. Dennis drove off and Ric went inside the shop. “So, nips and a ladder? You’re going to be one sore puppy” Daryl said with a smile. Ric picked out a pair of barbell’s for his nipple piercings and they went into the back room. Ric pulled his shirt off, sat down in the chair and leaned back. He felt the adrenaline start to pump through his body and then there was the rush of endorphins as the needle poked through. “Fuuuucck!” Ric yelled out while still trying to hold still. “One down, five to go” Daryl said with a grin. He moved over and pierced the second nipple, with Ric yelling out like before. “Rest there for ten minutes and then we’ll work on the ladder” said Daryl as he got up and put the needles in the used bin and went to get the stuff for the other piercings. Daryl laid everything out and then said “Ok, now take your shorts and underwear off.” Ric did and Daryl smiled as he saw the hung cock between Ric’s legs. Ric sat back down and Daryl asked “Is that what its like soft?” “Nah, its a little hard now” answered Ric. “OK, get it hard so I know what size and where to put it” Daryl said. Ric stroked his cock and once it was hard Daryl rolled his eyes and said “I forgot how big it gets. Just a sec, I need to find some longer bars.” Daryl rummaged through the container of straight and slightly curved barbell piercings and then muttered “Shit.” He got up and went to the front of the shop and Ric could hear him pulling out case after case. Ric sat there with his cock rock hard and wasn’t sure what to do so he kept stroking it to keep it stiff. Daryl came back into the room and said “Sorry, bud. I don’t have anything that’s the right size. Most guys aren’t as thick as you are, and the ones I have would be too short and pretty painful. Let me measure exactly what I need and then I’ll do it when they come in. I know this sucks for you since you can’t get up hear that easy, but I want to do it right.” Ric looked up at Daryl, the disappointment clearly showed on his face. “Damn. Ok. I understand” Ric said getting up out of the chair. He put on his clothes and they walked back to the front of the shop. He paid for the nipple piercings and gave Daryl his number to call when the right piercings came in. Ric called Dennis back and told him he was done getting pierced and a few minutes later the van showed up. Ric hopped in and Dakota was driving. “Heading over to the athletic center?” Dakota asked. “Yeah, gotta meet up for my ride home” Ric replied. There was a long silence as they drove through the streets until Dakota said “Your coach is a great fuck. He took everything I could give him. You think he’s really neg? I mean, not for much longer, but now? He took some pretty potent seed.” Ric squirmed in his seat, feeling a little uncomfortable talking about the coach getting bred. “I dunno. I’m not even on the team, I just tagged along to have some fun with the guys and I haven’t fucked the coach” Ric replied. “Ah, gotcha. Dennis said you were in the club, so I assumed you had tagged him too. I saw you fuck the one coaches in the sauna. That was pretty hot. Too bad you got interrupted by those guys. You should have fucked the bottom guy and left him a surprise present” Dakota said. “I was tempted, but I really just wanted to get out of there. Besides, my balls were empty after I fucked the coach” Ric replied. They pulled up to the center and Dakota turned to Ric. “Here’s my number. Whenever you’re up this way I’d love to hookup some time. You seem like a nice guy and Dennis said you are a great fuck. Maybe we can swap strains” Dakota told Ric. “Thanks, that sounds like fun” Ric replied as he squeezed Dakota’s leg. Ric hopped out of the van and walked into the building and went to find his usual spot. He saw someone sitting over there and as he got closer he realized it was Joe. “Hey, what are you doing here?” he said as he got close. Joe turned and said “Hey, Ric. Well, I got a message from Marcus to meet you and him here. I’ve been waiting an hour. I saw him over with the rest of the swimmers but he hasn’t come over.” “Oh shit. This isn’t good. He showed up at the hotel yesterday and then ran out when he saw my biohazard tat and figured out we were poz. I guess you didn’t warn him” Ric said. “Fuck. No, I didn’t. I don’t think he knows I’m poz either. This might get ugly. I’ll take the heat, don’t worry” Joe said seriously. A whistle blew and that session was over. Joe saw Marcus walking their way. “I’m gonna take us to the wrestling room. No one else needs to hear this” Joe said as he got up and pointed towards the doors. Ric and Joe started walking to them and Marcus changed his direction there too. Joe and Ric got to the doors and walked to the wrestling room. They went in and then kept walking to the second room. “No one can hear us in there even if he yells” Joe said. Once inside, Joe stopped and turned around, waiting for Marcus to come in. The door flew open and Marcus came towards Joe and they could tell he was pissed. “What the FUCK do you think you’re doing? Setting me up with a poz dude? Are you fuckin’ nuts?” Marcus said as he walked up to Joe. He jabbed his finger into Joe’s chest with each of the last four words. “Marcus, you seemed to like him and he liked you. I just thought I’d let you know where to find each other and that there was mutual interest. We haven’t fucked in a while. I don’t know what you’re into or not any more. Shit, you’re both adults and you know you have to have these conversations if you’re gonna fuck… thats if you actually care if a guy is neg or poz” Joe said back in a stern voice. “What? You think I’d fuck with poz guys? This guy’s still in high school. Why would I think he’s poz?” Marcus asked back. “You don’t think guys in high school fuck raw? I know I did. I never used a condom until I got to college. And I know we never used one when I fucked you all those times. Who knows how many poz guys you’ve been with and didn’t even know it” Joe countered. Marcus was stunned. “I… uh… I’m careful about who I fuck with” Marcus finally said. “Doesn’t sound like it to me. Ric said you never asked and only stopped when you saw his biohazard tat” Joe replied. “But I told you, I never expect a guy that age to be poz” Marcus said. Joe could tell the intensity was easing from Marcus’s argument. “That doesn’t mean shit. Old, young, smooth, hairy, athletic or obese. Anyone can be poz and with most guys you can’t tell. Are you on prep?” Joe asked. “What? No. Why would I be. I told you, I’m careful” said Marcus. “Would you have let the other guy in my room fuck you raw?” Ric asked before Joe could say anything. “Sure. He’s cute and had nice cock, but he seemed more interested in getting fucked” Marcus replied, not expecting to get questioned from both guys. “Then you would have take a big toxic load. He just converted a month ago. He’s not on drugs and is really potent. He loves getting his dick in neg holes too” Ric said. Marcus’s jaw dropped and he backed up a step and was clearly panicked. Joe laughed and said “Who knows, that pretty little ass of yours might already be knocked up. You’ve always been a horny bottom. You probably want it but are just afraid to admit it. I’ve seen it a lot. First guys stop asking if the tops are neg and then after they find out they've taken a few poz loads they get comfortable and start looking for the poz guys.” “No, its nothing like that. It just makes things awkward” Marcus said. “That isn’t what guys that are intent on staying neg say. You’re just playing russian roulette. One day the bullet will end up in the chamber and you’re gonna be pozzed up like Ric and I are. It might have already happened” Joe said with a chuckle. Ric was grinning, since he thought he knew where Joe was taking the conversation. “You? You’re poz too?” Marcus asked incredulously. “Yeah, I am” Joe said smiling back at Marcus. “Why don’t you just admit that you want a good poz fuck. You always liked my cock and I bet you’d love Ric’s cock too. He may be young, but he’s hung and knows how to use it” Ric moved behind Marcus and gently ran his hands over Marcus’s speedo covered ass. He heard Marcus gasp and then his breathing became labored. “No, thats crazy dude. Why would I ever want to knowingly take a poz load?” Marcus asked. “Once you’re poz, you never have to worry about some guy pozzing you again” Ric said softly in his ear as Ric’s hands continued to rub over his ass. Joe moved closer and brushed his hands over Marcus’s chest, rubbing the hard, pierced nipples. Joe could see Marcus fight with himself. “I know you want it. Just tell us and we can give you a fuck like no other. You can choose who and how. Just me, just Ric or both of us. I could even set something up and get a group together, but Ric might not be able to make it and you really should experience his cock. Just say yes, Marcus and we’ll take you over to the storage room and give you the fuck of your life” Joe said. Marcus was muttering to himself as he listened to Joe. A large wet spot of precum had soaked through his speedo and his cock was getting harder. Ric thought he heard “oh fuck” over and over but since he was behind Marcus he couldn’t really hear it. Joe saw a tear run down Marcus’s cheek and then he said “I want to but I shouldn’t. Oh god, what do I do?” “Let fate decide for you. That’s what I did” Ric said. “What?” Marcus said, confused more than ever. “I took the loads and let fate decide if I got pozzed. My life has been so much better since then” Ric said. “oh fuck, oh god” Marcus said and then was breathing heavy. Joe and Ric let Marcus stew with the thoughts and finally Marcus said “Give me your poz cocks.” Joe's grin got more intense and he led Ric and Marcus over to the storage room. The three went inside and Ric locked the door. Ric moved in behind Marcus and started to kiss the back of his neck and put his hands inside Marcus’s speedo and pulled them down. Joe pulled off his t-shirt and dropped his shorts to the floor. A tug and his jockstrap was laying on top of his shorts. Joe moved closer and kissed Marcus deeply. He could feel Marcus’s cock get stiffer between them and rubbed his body against the leaking shaft. Ric was the only one with clothes on, so he pulled away and shucked his clothes onto the floor too. Getting closer, he got down on his knees and pried the firm ass apart. Ric inhaled deeply, smelling the sweat and scent from Marcus as well as the chlorine from the pool. He licked along the crack and and felt Marcus shiver. Joe licked and kissed down Marcus’s front and took his stiff cock into his mouth. Joe sucked and licked, trying to get Marcus to a stage of lust that he would never want to come down from until his ass was full of Ric and Joe’s cum. He could hear Ric doing his best on Marcus’s pussy and knew they had to be intense but not take Marcus over the edge. When Marcus started to squirm he knew that it was time. Joe pulled off and pulled Marcus down to his knees. Ric sat down on the rolled wrestling mat as Joe directed him to. Joe turned Marcus so that he was in between Ric’s legs and then moved in behind Marcus, like he had done dozens of times before and slicked his cock up with spit. Marcus started to lick Ric’s hard cock and braced himself on Ric’s legs. Joe pushed the piercing into the throbbing pucker and added more spit. Pressing in harder he could feel Marcus start to tense up. Joe gave him a few strokes with his hands along his back and Ric’s hands were caressing his his head which was enough to relax Marcus and Joe pressed in harder. A few more rubs of his hand and Joe felt the hole open up enough and he gave a nudge, letting the rest of his cock head pop past Marcus’s outer ring. When Joe had fucked Marcus in the past, Marcus was always eager to get all of his cock inside him. This time Joe was going slower and figured once he got a good rhythm going Marcus would become the usual cock hungry slut. Joe started to rock his hips, pushing deeper in each time. Marcus was energetically sucking Ric’s cock and Joe’s strokes got longer. Soon he was fucking Marcus just like the old days. He pushed all the way in and then got up on his feet, pushing Ric’s cock deep into Marcus’s throat. With Joe now in a better position, he began to pound Marcus’s hole. He could feel the ring tug and pull as he jabbed it into the tender walls of Marcus’s rectum. Joe was hammering away at Marcus’s ass and was amazed that Marcus was still sucking Ric’s thick shaft. Ric had his eyes closed and was enjoying the oral workover from Marcus. Joe knew he wasn’t going to last much longer, but wanted to make sure he got Marcus’s chute opened up and prepped for Ric’s larger cock. He pulled out and plunged back in a few times but that just intensified the tightness in his balls. Joe grabbed Marcus’s shoulders and drove his cock in deep. The pulses from his cock were intense and he could feel the cum shoot out and cover the walls of Marcus’s tunnel. Joe grunted as each wave of toxic seed pumped into the swimmer. Marcus had stopped sucking when he felt Joe start to breed his hole. It was too late now, Joe’s poz cum was now inside him, possibly infecting him. Marcus was expecting it to feel different, but it felt just like all the other times Joe had cum inside him. It was a feeling that he loved - the warmth and wetness of another man’s cum deep inside him. He let out a loud moan that surprised not only Ric and Joe, but himself. His heart was racing, knowing that he had just done something that he had been avoiding since he took his first cock. Joe left his cock inside Marcus for a minute after the shots of cum ended. He slowly pulled out and left the gaping, cum filled hole empty. Ric realized it was his turn and gently pulled his cock from Marcus’s mouth and slid over before quickly moving behind Marcus. He saw some of Joe’s cum dripping out of the battered hole and smiled as he lined his cock up. He pushed in and Marcus’s hole was tight. The coating of spit and Joe’s cum didn’t seem to be enough to let his cock just slide in. He waited until Joe was in place in front of Marcus and Marcus had started to lick the still hard shaft clean. With a little more pressure, his cock descended deeper into Marcus’s hole. He could hear the groans but kept pushing further. When he hit the inner ring he looked down and still had over an inch left to go. Ric grabbed Marcus’s hips and thrust in, plowing in the rest of the way. He heard a muffled scream so he stood there motionless for half a minute. When Marcus seemed to recover, he pulled back and heard another muffled groan. Ric started to rock back and forth slowly, letting Marcus get used to his sizable shaft. Just like he had done the first time fucking most of the guys, he let Marcus get used to it and then fucked faster or longer. Marcus seemed to adapt quicker than many guys and he thought it might be one of the few times that Marcus would know how it felt to be fucked by his own cock. Their length and thickness seemed to be similar from the short time that he saw it before Joe began fucking Marcus. Ric soon had a good pace going, long firm strokes felt good inside the experienced hole. Marcus even started to squeeze down on his cock occasionally. A tingle or two from his balls told Ric he was nearing the point of no return. He fucked harder and looked at Joe who was watching Ric pound Marcus’s ass. Joe grinned and nodded to Ric as he sensed Ric was getting close. Joe held Marcus’s head down on his cock as Ric pushed in all the way. Ric let out a growl as his cock pumped shot after shot of charged cum into Marcus’s wrecked cunt. After the first few spurts, Joe let go of Marcus’s head and let him gasp for air while Ric flooded his ass. Ric left his cock inside Marcus while his body recovered from the orgasm. Ric pulled out and sat down on the floor against the rolled mat. Marcus then backed away from Joe and laid down on the floor on his back, breathing heavily. “Oh my god that was wild” Marcus said. Joe got a wicked smile on his face and leaned forward and crawled between Marcus’s legs. “What are you doing, Joe?” Marcus asked. “I just want to feel what that hole feels like after Ric stretched you out” Joe replied. Before Marcus could say anything, Joe lifted his legs up and slid his hard cock right into the loose, cummy hole. Joe started to drill Marcus again, this time feeling Ric’s and his cum mixed together coating his cock. Marcus moaned as Joe fucked him. He tried in vain to clamp his hole down around Joe’s cock and just laid back and let Joe pound his pussy. “Damn, you’re loose now” Joe said. “Think he can take us both?” Ric asked. A look of fear came over Marcus’s face as Joe said “We can try.” Joe hooked his arms under Marcus’s arms and then leaned back until Marcus was now riding him. Ric pushed Marcus over so he was laying on Joe’s chest and he straddled Joe. He pressed his cock against Joe’s shaft and then up to Marcus’s hole. He shoved in and got nowhere. He then pulled his foreskin back and pushed slowly and felt his cock head catch on the battered hole. Pushing harder he heard Marcus whimper and then it stretched enough for him to start sliding in. Joe held Marcus still as Ric’s shaft pushed along Joe’s. Ric felt Joe’s piercing drag along the bottom of his cock as he gave Marcus the last few inches. Marcus was fully impaled on both cocks and had never felt so full in his life. Ric started to move back and forth with his hips and while the strokes were only a few inches long it was enough to send shockwaves through all three of them. He kept it up for a few minutes and then felt Joe’s cock start to pulse against his own. Another dose of Joe’s viral cum pumped into Marcus’s ass and the feeling caused Ric to shoot another load in too. Marcus whimpered and yelled out “Oh fuck!” as he felt the third and fourth poz loads fill his tortured hole. Deep down he knew this was probably it - his neg days were now numbered. He was on an adrenaline high like never before with the risk making it so much more intense. Ric pulled his cock out and Marcus stood up, his shaky legs barely holding him vertical. Ric put his clothes on and helped Marcus get his speedo back on. Helping Joe off the floor, Ric watched him put his clothes back on. They walked slowly out of the wrestling rooms and towards the pool. As they got closer to the pool, Marcus went over to where all the swimmers were. Joe and Ric went back over to the other side. Joe gave Ric a hug and told him to keep in touch and let him know where he decided to go to college and then headed out the door. He stared at Joe's ass walking away from him until the door closed. The final whistle blew and the camp was over. The teams showered and packed and Ric dragged the equipment duffles back to the van. Everyone hopped in for the drive home. They pulled into the school parking lot and as Ric was unloading all of the bags the coach walked up to him. “Ric, I’d like you to stop by my office some time this week. I think you’re the only one at school that can help me with a few things I need to know. This is just between you and me. OK?” Coach Adams said. “Sure thing coach” Ric replied.

STEAMWORKS TORONTO -> Thurs., May 24/18 Hey, Rawbros! What would you do if you had 90 mins., you're very horny, and a 4-day load building up? I went to Steamworks Toronto last evening for some really quick bb sex. Being a Thursday night, it's not that busy there and fewer guys to play with; you make the best with whom you have. I got to play with 2 guys bareback before I met my younger bb bottom to ultimately seed. My 31 yr. old told me he was poz on meds. No worries. He need not meet any anybody willing to seed him. I invited him into my room and told him I'd play and seed him. CHA-CHING! He complimented me on the smell of my daddy cock and body overall. I think (pinch!) I'm in pretty good shape for a 53 yr. old. He must have a fine sense of smell; he asked if I fucked anyone before him. I said I did. This drove his wild. I rimmed his hairy ass for a bit, but he wasn't tight at all when I entered him. Perfect. I fucked him on his knees and on his back. He wasn't much into kissing but more into sucking and licking. No problem. This tanned skin young barebacker DID get my 4-day load for which he was so happy and satisfied. I guess I made his night because he could go to sleep with a load in his boycunt. I told him about the bb sex parties at Club120 in Toronto. We both agreed it would be really nice to meet and play again! A win-win for both! After coming home, I felt that after 90 mins. I was very satisfied too.

This is technically not a last load story, but I hope you think it is hot enough. I sure did. Last night, my husband was out of town, so I had a rare opportunity to play by myself. I spent some time on various websites and apps, but I wasn’t getting any takers (except a guy who wanted to fuck safe only). I was just giving up when I got a message on Grindr of all places from a gorgeous young (20) Black guy. We traded pics, and he clearly had an impressive BBC. I invited him over. We quickly went to the bedroom and began to make out. He was an excellent, passionate kisser. We got undressed and I was blown away by how sexy he was. He had smooth, dark, dark skin. He was about 5’7” with a body like a dancer. His waist was so slim I could almost fit both hands around it, but his cock was so thick I could barely fit my hand around it. He had to be at least 8x7 if not thicker than that. He was also rock hard. After a little bit of oral each way, he asked if he could fuck me. He had recently started PrEP, and he told me I would be his first bare fuck. He was very excited because rubbers made him go soft which I totally understood because he was so thick. We slowly worked it inside me with help of some silicone lube. He proceeded to give me the kind of hard, athletic pounding you expect from a 20year old. We fucked in all sorts of positions. He had me moaning in ecstasy. Eventually, I started to really self-lubricate, and the fuck got sloppy. He said it bothered him, so I told him to wipe off some lube. This progressed in to a bad case of stage fright, and he started going soft. He freaked out the way you do when you are young and don’t know how to recover. So, I didn’t get his load even though I got a hell of a fuck. We agreed to try agin soon.

Was hit up by a dude I hadn't fcked since last fall. In the interim, he's apparently been undergoing treatment for cancer. Sad cos he's only in his early twenties. It had to be a quick thing cos I had to sneak out of work, but he has a great hole; tight but not too tight, and he knows to clench down when I come in him. He's a bit of a hot mess, but a great fuck. I don't seem to be fucking anybody new this year but getting lots of repeats.

So, I am sure this will be a fairly controversial thread, as a member who loves bareback sex, loves taking and giving loads. I am kinda of repulsed to see how many on here are so "driven" to spread HIV and other STDs. In a perfect world HIV and other STDs wouldnt exist. However, it seems that some on here are incredibly deviant in the fact that one of their main goals in life is to spread HIV and STDs to people who are trying to avoid that. Probably the most disgusting things I have seen so far is those who have mentioned they want to become infected with a strain that is resistant to Truvada so they could poz fellow bb enthusiasts that want to remain negative. I have also seen posts that people want to go off their meds only with the intent to become able to infect others who have no wish to become positive, and obviously dont care thst stopping meds will potentially severely harm their health snd lifespan?? just to pass a disease along? Holy fucking shit! seriously? What the fuck is wrong with you? Bring on the downvotes, hate or whatever. Sorry that I have a soul and I hope the best for every human being that I meet in this journey called life. * Drops mic

Part 62 - The Runaway The hotel room phone rang and the voice told them that they were to meet a half hour later for dinner. It wasn’t the coach’s voice, it sounded more like someone at the front desk. Zac and Marty went back down to the game room hoping to beat their scores from the previous day. Shane and Ric were taking a look at the porn flicks that Dennis had left them on the memory stick in the TV. There was a wide variety of gay porn - twinks, interracial, leather guys, BDSM, daddy/son, muscled guys, even some trans porn. They would watch a few minutes of each flick and then tell each other which guy they wanted to fuck or be fucked by. Both were just wearing underwear and occasionally stroking their cocks. There was a knock at the door and both scrambled to shut the TV off and then throw on some shorts that hopefully would hide their raging boners. Ric went to the door and opened it just a few inches. Looking out, he saw the black swimmer from the camp. “Ric? Joe said you were in this room” Marcus asked. Ric opened the door a little wider and said “Marcus? I thought he was joking about telling you what room I had.” Marcus laughed. “Joe rarely jokes when sex is involved. Uh, can I come in?” “Oh yeah. Sorry. I’m just a little shocked” Ric said as he opened the door and let Marcus enter before grabbing the “Do Not Disturb” sign from the back of the door and putting it outside and then closing and locking the door. “Mmm, who’s this sexy one? Your boyfriend?” Marcus asked. “Nah, he’s our team captain. Shane, this is Marcus. You remember him from the camp, right?” Ric said. “Hell yeah. It’s hard to forget someone that hot” Shane said. The three guys stood there gazing at each other and feeling their cock’s get hard. Ric made the first move and pulled Marcus’s shirt off over his head and then started feeling his tight body. Shane knew what he wanted to see and reached down and grabbed Marcus’s cock through the sweat pants. After a few strokes, he reached inside them and was feeling the thick shaft and balls that were straining inside the jockstrap. Marcus’s eyes were closed as the two fondled his body. Ric’s hands moved lower and then tugged the sweatpants down, letting them drop to the floor. Ric kissed the back of his neck while his hands felt the firm, smooth bubble butt and the crevice between the two mounds. Shane moved closer and started kissing Marcus’s lips as his hand moved inside the jockstrap pouch. Shane moaned as he felt the long and thick cock that seemed to keep growing. He squeezed and stroked it wondering how he was going to take it. It felt a little thicker and longer than Ric’s and he struggled to take his sometimes. Marcus opened his eyes and looked at Shane. He reached down and pinched Shane’s nipples and then pushed his trunks down with a thumb on each side. Shane’s hard cock snared the top band, but with a few tugs, the shorts dropped down and Shane’s cock sprung free. Shane thought he was well endowed, but he was obviously the smallest dicked guy in the room. He didn’t care since what he wanted was to feel Marcus’s raw cock deep inside him. Ric pushed his underwear off and then turned Marcus around. It was his turn to feel the cock he had admired inside the speedos the past two days. He leaned down and kissed Marcus, pushing his tongue into Marcus’s mouth and their two tongues explored each other. Shane kissed down Marcus’s back until he had his ass in front of him. Shane licked each ass cheek and then up the crack. Spreading his ass apart, his tongue probed deeper and deeper, licking from the bottom of the jock pouch, across his taint and up to his hole. He licked around the ring and then pushed into the pucker with the tip of his tongue. Ric turned Marcus and then backed up to the bed. The kiss ended and Ric pushed Marcus to his knees. As Marcus sank down, he flicked his tongue over Ric’s nipples and then followed the treasure trail down. As he descended into his trimmed pubes, Marcus suddenly stopped and he jumped back. “Fuck!!!” yelled Marcus as he stood upright, still in his jock. “You’re poz? What the fuck, man” Marcus exclaimed. “Joe knows, so I thought he told you” Ric said. Shane was kneeling with a very confused look on his face. Marcus threw his sweatpants and shoes on, grabbed his shirt and took off out the door. “Well that fucking sucks” Shane said. Ric nodded and they sat back down on the couch, stroking their cocks and turned the TV and porn flick back on. A while later there was a knock at the door and Ric got up, grabbing his underwear to cover his cock as he opened the door. It was Marty and Zac and he let them in. “Who was the lucky fuck?” Zac asked. “No one. We didn’t get very far and he ran out of the room when he found out we were poz” Shane said. “Bummer. Well, its time for our late dinner so lets go to the lobby and get some chow” Marty said. The team stood around the lobby for several minutes and the coach came running from the hallway, his hair still damp and his shirt untucked. “I hope she was fun, coach” Ethan said before laughing. The coach looked a little flustered, unsure how he should respond so he just said nothing other than “Let’s get some food.” They hit a pizza restaurant and all through dinner the swimmer’s needled their coach about why he was late and had the hotel call to tell them rather than do it himself. “He had his mouth full” teased one swimmer. “Maybe he was all tied up” joked another. The coach was getting more embarrassed by the minute. The comments were getting too close to the truth and he didn’t want them to know what he had done. After dinner, Ric wandered around the hotel. He figured his chances with Marcus were gone, so he was hoping he would run into Spencer. He walked through the gym and didn’t see him. He went to the game room and played a couple games, but when he ran out of tokens he left and headed back towards his room. As he was crossing the lobby, he spotted Spencer coming in the front door with some of his team. Their eyes met and Spencer told his team to get to their rooms and not cause any trouble. He grabbed Ric by the arm and took him down the hall towards the gym. “Hey, sexy. Were you ignoring me today? I saw you with a couple other guys during camp” Spencer said. “Yeah, that was a friend of mine. He’s a student here and stopped by so we could catch up. His boyfriend stopped by too. He used to wrestle here, so he showed me around the athletic center” Ric explained. “Ah, ok. So what are you up to tonight?” Spencer asked. “Well, I was out wandering around looking for you” Ric said with a grin. “Oh you were, huh? And what did you have planned after you found me?” Spencer replied. “I don’t know. Maybe you have a few ideas” Ric said. “Let me change and I’ll meet you in your room in 15 minutes?” Spencer asked. “I think my room is taken. We can try the locker room or sauna…” Ric said. “I don’t know. I don’t want to get caught fucking in a public place” Spencer replied nervously. “Lets just try it and we can look for somewhere else if we have to” Ric said. Ric headed back to his room to grab a few things and found Shane, Marty and Zac sucking each other off. He tossed on a tank top and some basketball shorts and went back to the gym. He took his time since Spencer had said 15 minutes and made a detour through the game room and spotted several swimmers from the camp in there. He got to the gym and was trying to decide whether to start a workout and then go with Spencer into the sauna or to just go there directly. When he saw the half dozen guys working out, he figured he should just go to the sauna and stake out a place. He went to the locker room and took his clothes off, putting them into a locker and went over to a shower. He quickly rinsed off and then grabbed a towel and tossed it over his shoulder. Ric opened the door to the sauna and walked in. He looked left, then right and then jumped back a bit. “Uh, Hi coach. I didn’t expect you to be down here” Ric said, scrambling for something to say. He quickly looked the coach over, never having seen him naked before. The coach’s eyes were huge as he saw Ric come into the sauna. He looked him over from head to toe, but spent a lot of time looking at Ric’s cock. “Holy fuck!” the coach said, sitting up but unsure what to do next. Then he spotted it. The now familiar tattoo, right above Ric’s huge cock. “Oh my god. You’re poz?” Ric swallowed hard. He wasn’t expecting to have this conversation between the coach and him. Ever. “Uh, yeah. Can we keep that just between you and me, coach?” Slowly, the coach said “Oooooookaaaaaay. After a few seconds the coach then asked “Did anyone send you here?” “Send me here? Uh, no. I was going to meet someone, but I think that’s a bad idea now” Ric replied. “No, no. I was just trying to relax. I’m done, I’ll head up to my room and leave you here to meet your friend” the coach said as he quickly got up and grabbed his towel. As he walked out the door he got a closer look and quietly muttered “Fuck that’s big.” Ric was a little rattled and he sat down on his towel. He looked around the sauna and noticed the lock on the door. He smiled and started to relax when the door opened and Spencer walked in with a towel around his waist. “Hiding the good stuff, huh?” Ric joked. “Saving it for you” Spencer said as he walked into the sauna. Ric got off the bench and walked to Spencer, locking the door and then pulling him in tightly and kissing him. Spencer dropped the towel on the bench and wrapped his arms around Ric. His hands moved down and cupped Ric’s ass, pulling it apart to let his fingers slide in. “You want it, huh?” asked Ric. “Fuck yeah. I wanted to flip last night, but you were more interested in knocking me up. Tonight, I’ll fuck you first then you get to breed my ass” Spencer said. “Sounds fair” Ric replied as he turned and then pushed Spencer against the wall. He licked down Spencer’s body until he got to his semi-rigid cock. Ric licked around the helmet of Spencer’s cut cock and grazed his teeth over the shaft as he swallowed it into his throat. He felt Spencer’s hands on the back of his head and it excited him. He was usually the guy forcing a guy to swallow his cock, but now he was the cocksucker. Spencer’s thick six and a half inches wasn’t huge, but it had a nice meaty feel to it and he hoped Spencer knew how to throw a good fuck. Ric sucked for all he was worth and then put his hands on Spencer’s ass. He heard Spencer tell him “Not so fast, I get to fuck that hot, poz ass of yours first.” Ric bobbed on his cock and then pulled back when Spencer’s hands let go of his head. Spencer picked Ric up and turned him around, telling him to kneel on the lower bench. Spencer kneeled and then dove into Ric’s hairy ass. His tongue licked up the sweat and manscent and it drove Spencer wild. He tongue fucked Ric’s hole, forcing some spit inside. Spencer stood up and rubbed his hard cock between Ric’s ass and then pushed in. There was some resistance but Ric relaxed and Spencer’s shaft pushed into his hole. Ric enjoyed feeling the thick cock stretch his hole out and he found out that Spencer was a good fuck. Ric was yelling out encouragement to Spencer who responded by fucking harder. Ric braced himself for the rough pounding and grunted with the harder thrusts. “Breed my ass Spencer” Ric called out and Spencer drove in harder. Spencer put his hands on Ric’s shoulders and used them to pull himself as deep as he could for several more strokes and then pushed in and held it there a moment. Growling, Spencer’s hips bucked with each spurt of cum that he pumped into Ric’s ass. Spencer laid down on RIc’s back as his hips continued to drive his cock in with each fading shot of seed. Spencer was breathing heavily on RIc’s back and then kissed his neck over and over until his body had settled back to normal. “Fuck, dude. That was hot” Ric said. “Well, you have a great ass. I loved feeling it around my raw cock and you really know how to milk it” Spencer replied. He pulled his cock out of Ric’s ass and Ric quickly swung around and began to lick all of the cum off his cock. “Holy shit” yelled out Spencer. Ric pulled off and looked up at Spencer and asked “You’ve never had a guy clean your cock after you fucked him?” “Nope. One guy tried but he stopped after one lick” Spencer said. Ric finished licking the cum and assjuice off of his cock and then stood up and pushed Spencer to the bench. Ric slapped his ass and then quickly rimmed Spencer’s hole. He scooped up some of the cum that was dripping down his leg and rubbed it over his cock and was about to push into Spencer’s hole when someone banged on the door. “What the fuck” Ric said as he spread Spencer’s ass apart. There was more banging and he could hear people talking outside. Not wanting to draw more attention to themselves, Ric stood up and turned around and unlocked the door. It opened up and there were three swimmers from the camp standing there. One was naked the others had towels around their waist. “What the fuck guys? We’re busy” Ric told the guys. “You’re not the only one that wants to fuck in here. Can’t you share?” one of the swimmers said. “Holy shit. Look at the size of that cock” one of the other swimmers said. Before Ric could tell them to just wait their turn in the sauna the three pushed in and were staring at Ric’s cock. Spencer was still kneeling on the bench looking back and was relieved it wasn’t guys from his team that were barging in. Ric said “Can’t you wait your turn? We’ll be done in ten or fifteen minutes” but the guys ignored him as they oogled over Ric’s cock. “That would fuckin destroy your ass” the tallest one told the short, dark blond swimmer. Ric rolled his eyes and then said “Just use the other end and fuck him there” and he turned back towards Spencer. He spread Spencer’s asscheeks apart and then spit on his hole before pulling back his foreskin and pressing the head of his cock to Spencer’s pussy. Spencer took a deep breath and tried to relax, but Ric’s cock was much larger than what he usually got fucked by. He had taken it yesterday so he knew he could do it, but it was still a tight fit. Ric pushed harder and then the head popped inside. Spencer tried to stay quiet, but he just couldn’t. A loud groan came out of his mouth as his ass stretched to take Ric’s cock. “Oh my god. He’s taking it” Ric heard over his shoulder. He looked and the three swimmers were right behind him, watching his cock plow into Spencer’s aching hole. “Get the fuck to the other end and screw each other!” Ric yelled out. When the guys didn’t move right away, he added “NOW! Or I’m gonna fuck all three of you hard with no lube!” The guys scurried over to the other side and Ric started to fuck Spencer, who was happy having a moment to let his ass get used to Ric’s shaft again. Ric slowly started to fuck into Spencer’s ass, first getting deeper before he went faster. With his legs slapping against Spencer’s ass he heard more murmurs from behind him. He looked back and the shorter one was on his knees sucking the other two guy’s cocks. The taller ones were talking between themselves. Ric only heard parts of their conversation but they seemed to be in awe that anyone could take Ric’s cock and they now felt like that had small cocks. Ric varied his strokes but it was obvious to the three swimmers that he was going to give Spencer a long fuck. He started fucking harder and Spencer was letting out the occasional “Fuck!”, “Shit!”, “Oh god” amidst the grunts. It had been over twenty minutes of plowing Spencer’s hole and Ric felt his orgasm building. He said to Spencer, so that the others could hear, “Oh fuck… I’m getting close… You want this load???” and Spencer replied “Fuck… Yeah… Breed my ass and give me that hot cum.” Ric slammed in hard several times and then planted his cock deep, past the inner ring, and then let his balls unleash their toxin. Ric grunted with each pulse of poison that shot into Spencer’s ravaged hole. The other guys were stunned as they watched Ric fill Spencer’s ass full of cum. One asked “You really breed him, dude?” Ric shook his head and said “Yeah I did. My cum is deep inside him trying to get him pregnant.” The guys gave a tentative laugh, unsure what RIc meant. “Guys couldn’t get pregnant, could they?” they thought. Ric slowly pulled his cock out of Spencer’s cunt and sat down on the upper bench next to Spencer. Spencer moved between Ric’s legs and licked the cum from his cock. It had a coppery taste to it and he knew that Ric had done some damage inside his ass, which was sore into its inner depths. Neither Ric nor Spencer wanted to hang around and have to deal with the swimmers, so after Ric was licked clean, they got up and headed to the door. “Dude - I’ll give you twenty bucks if you fuck Howie, here” The tall brown haired guy said. Ric laughed and said “I’m done for now and besides, I don’t think he could handle it.” The short dark blond guy said with a cocky attitude “Sure I can.” Ric laughed and he and Spencer let the sauna door close behind them as they went into the shower room and showered together, washing off the sweat. They dried off and then got dressed and headed back to their rooms. “That was fuckin’ weird. If I wasn’t all ready to nail you, I would have beat the crap out of them” Ric said. The coach was laying in bed and glanced over at the alarm clock and it said 10:54PM. He was thinking about what he had done with the three guys in the sauna earlier. Then his mind switched to thinking about him seeing Ric in the sauna. He never suspected him of being hung like that and definitely wouldn’t have thought that he would be poz. He was jolted back to the present when the phone rang. He picked it up and said “Hello.” “Are you ready for more?” asked the person on the other end. “Yes” the coach said hesitantly. “Be ready in five minutes. Naked, on all fours, on the bed, ass to the door” said the other person. The coach’s heart started beating faster. “What was he getting into?” he thought. He got into position with a bottle of lube on the bed next to him and waited until he heard the beep from the electronic door lock. The door opened almost exactly five minutes after the call and he heard it shut. “You never told me if you moan or scream” a familiar voice said. He heard a zipper and then clothes hitting the floor. He felt someone climb on the bed and was trying to remember who’s voice it was. The bottle of lube got picked up and a few drops fell on to the coach’s ass, above his hole. It dripped down and got fingered in roughly. The coach heard another squirt of lube and assumed it was for the guy’s cock. Suddenly he felt a cock resting on his sore rosebud and the guy said “Scream, then moan, that is my favorite.” With that, the cock was rammed into the coach’s unsuspecting hole. The coach screamed out as the long thin cock tore into his ass. It just seemed to keep pushing deeper inside him and the coach couldn’t prevent his hole from spasming around the guy’s shaft. When he felt guy’s pubes against his hole he knew that was as deep as it could go. The coach’s hole was on fire and the searing pain had spread throughout his body. “Lube” was all he could say. “Too late for that, I’m all the way in. Now let the precum drip and coat your guts so we can get you all charged up” the guy told the coach. He pulled back and the coach felt the long shaft try to pull his body inside out. The coach could feel the mushroom head tugging against his outer ring and then it pulled free. Suddenly his ass was empty but he knew it wouldn’t be for long. Seconds later, the guy shoved his stiff cock back inside until the two bodies were fully connected again. The second scream was just as loud as the first. The guy did it two more times and the scream seemed to be the same each time. “Yeah, it wouldn’t be good if your swim team heard you scream like that. Lets see if your moaning is better.” The coach felt the cock inside him pumping in and out three or four inches at a time. With many guys that would be a full stroke, leaving just enough inside to not pop out, but with the cock that was inside him now it was only a third of the length. The pain faded away and as his rectum was coated with precum, and the pleasure of being fucked came to the front. Within ten strokes, the coach became a moaning slut. Moaning and begging for more cock. Faster thrusts. Deeper shoves. “Yeah, that’s a good slut. Moan and beg like a good cumwhore. You want me to shoot my seed into that jock cunt, don’t you?” the coach was told. “Oh god yeah. Breed me deep and give me your load” the coach begged. “What kind of load do you want?” The coach responded without hesitation, saying “Fuckin breed me full of poz cum. Poz me up!” The strokes of the ten inch cock inside the coach got longer and harder. All of the previous thrusts had stretched the coach’s hole open and there no longer was a struggle for the shaft to attack the neg hole. After long stroking the coach’s ass for several minutes, Dakota pulled back and rammed in as hard as he could, making the coach whimper as his cock erupted, spewing hot virus-laced seed deep into the coach’s chute. Dakota pulled his cock out, seeing streaks and spots of red on his long fuck-stick. He wiped his cock off on a towel and told the coach “You have half an hour until the next one.” Every hour throughout the night a new person showed up and fucked the coach, pumping in a virulent load of semen and then letting it soak in. The twenty to forty minute breaks in between each fuck let the coach get a quick catnap while the bug filled cum soaked into his body, hunting for a way to infect their new host. When Tony walked in at 4 AM, the coach was asleep. The coach was awakened by his cock sliding into the tortured hole. Tony held the coach tight against his body as his hips pummeled his cock into the coach’s puffy, throbbing, red pussy. The coach was just a whimpering shell of a man. His body ached everywhere - from the deepest parts of his guts to his toes and fingers. “UGH UGH UUGGHHH” Tony grunted as he jabbed his cock into the coach’s ass. The stretched out hole almost looked like the coach had spent the night getting fisted, but only cocks and some fingers had penetrated the oraface. Once his load was deposited inside, Tony pulled out and looked the coach in the eyes and said “AIDS cum is the best, isn’t it?” Tony got dressed and the coach curled up in the middle of the bed, pink ooze dripping out of his well-worn hole. He heard the door close and then was back asleep.

Most of this story is true. Part 1. Losing my real virginity to Skinhead in London It was two days after my 18th birthday. I was out with some friends in London celebrating We'd been clubbing, met a few people and ended up back in basement bar of a hotel. The hotel it turned out was notorious for it's gay clientele. Which made mad sense - the people we met were cool - two gay gays, a very femme camp twink, and couple of fag hags who were now getting friendly with my two mates. Now I think back I realise I was supposed to be the prize for the gay guys or the twink to play with. I'd always been skinny. And with ginger hair and pale skin I must have looked delicious to these older gay guys. I was wearing a tight white t-shirt, skinny blue jeans and boots. I knew I was a bit camp and played up to it. But at the time I was straight. I'd had a couple of girlfriends, but only had sex twice. The first time was with a big girl at a party, I got hard but didnt know what to do. She knew what she wanted. She removed her knickers, parked her huge arse on me, straddled her big thighs over me and rode me until she had an orgasm. She then got off and left me there. The next time was with my new girlfriend. We'd done it once, but she had to grab my cock and put it in her. I pretended to cum. She told me she liked my cock, although it was the smallest one she'd fucked she said. I am about six inches and nice and straight. But even though it was small it was very good looking she thought - like the Johnny Depp of cocks - small but perfectly formed. She laughed and said my small balls and ginger pubes made my cock look cute. However even though I had nice tight balls I'd always produce a lot of cum! Thinking back I loved porn, and wanked a lot even to straight porn. But I always fantasised I was the slut on my knees getting a face full of cum or sucking cock. I love the idea of cocks up my arse, but I never had anything up there - i tried with a finger but it always hurt. But I'd play with my arse hole opening, rubbing a finger over my pink hole and pushing as much as I dared. I'd dream of being a slut on all fours when I wanked. I'd create rape fantasies of being forced and used, taken against my will and degraded. I'd cum in my hand or on the floor and hungrily lick it all up. I even used to be able to put my cock over my mouth and cum on pretty pink lips. As I mentioned, I'd cum a lot so spraying my mouth and face with huge spurts of cum was easy. Anyway, back to the hotel. Time was passing and everyone was getting pretty drunk. Most people in the hotel bar had left. I'd drunk a lot of beer and the ecstasy was wearing off. I staggered down the hallway, down some stairs and into the mens toilet. It was a big white tiled old fashioned toilet. Very bright and very white I remember. Six stalls facing some sinks and a big steal urinal at one end. I headed down and went for a piss - leaning with one hand against the wall for support. I took a big long piss and was thinking how fucked I felt and I should probably head off. I was supposed to see my girlfriend tomorrow. Just then someone came and stood next to me. He got his cock out and started pissing. He was standing very close, right next to me. I could smell him. Aftershave and sweat and leather. Even though I'd never had any experience before somehow I knew this man was gay. I glanced down and over and caught a glimpse of his cock. My heart started beating faster and my mouth went dry. Quickly I buttoned up and walked to the sinks. For some reason I then turned around and looked back - i just stood there. I was looking at the man pissing. He was taller than me - i was only around 5'8. He was easily six foot. Dressed like a skin head. Shaved head. Ripped jeans. Leather jacket on, boots, chains, the lot. His arms were covered in cool tatoos. Then he turned, took two steps away from the urinal and just stood there with his cock out. I couldnt believe it. I'd never seen anything like. This big white cock. So thick and so manly. With a prince albert on the end - a big silver ring piercing the head. Instinct took over and I walked towards him, got on my knees and took my first cock in my mouth. It was amazing. The taste, the feel, the heat of the flesh. So much bigger and more powerful than mine. I greedily sucked and tasted his meat. I was consumed with lust, finally I knew my place, I felt so at home on my knees with a cock in my mouth. I was transformed from a straight boy into the cock sucker I wanted to be. The cock was enough and I sucked in his balls and licked around his crotch tasting his body. I realised he was shaved which I liked, how did I know I liked that? I'd never even thought of it before and here I was deciding i liked shaved balls. I heard something behind which woke me from my delirious cock sucking. I looked around, I didnt see anyone but realised I was exposed. If someone saw me they'd know what I was. I was still straight and no one could find out. I dragged the skin head man into a stall and closed the door. I went to continue my cocksucking, but instead he kissed me. Harder and rougher than I'd ever been kissed. Forcing his tongue in my mouth and tasting me. I went weak at the knees - I was breathless and had never felt this turned on before even though I wasnt even thinking about my cock. He roughly pulled down my jeans and grabbed my cock and balls hard and twisted them. "You like that slut?" he said, "Yes sir, thankyou sir" I moaned. Where did that come from? I'd never called anyone sir before. He spun me around and pulled my cute white arse cheeks apart. I moaned and pushed back offering myself to him. It felt so natural. He ran a finder up my crack and I shivered in excitement. He tried to push a finger in, but I clamped shut. "Please no" I said "I'm a virgin, I'm too tight and it hurts". He didnt say anything, instead he knelt down. Then I felt it. His tongue on my arse. Oh my god that was incredible - like nothing else. The licking and the probing of his tongue. I began pushing back and moaning like a bitch on heat. I'd never felt anything like it and it was perfect. I was having the best sex of my life and I hadnt even touched my cock. I started moaning like the sluts in pornos "I'm a whore, lick my cunt hole, eat my pussy, use me like a whore... fuck my cunt like a bitch. Fuck my virgin cunt hole and make me your bitch". I was really going to town on the moaning, I was transformed from a straight boy into a drooling faggot. The skin head stood up and put one arm around my waste and the other around my neck. "You dont have a cunt" he said "you've got an arse hole and I'm about to fuck it. Do you want that? Do you want me to fuck you? Do you want me to breed you?". I couldn't believe that my dream was about to come true. "Yes, please, fuck me. Fuck my arse". Even though I didn't know what it meant I begged him to breed me. It sounded slutty and I liked being a slut. It made my arse seem more like a cunt, and a cunt could be used to get a girl pregnant and I liked being more like a slutty girl. After all you cant breed an 18 year boy can you? He positioned his cock head against my hole. I moaned.. then I paused "Not with out a condom" I said and pulled away. I was suddenly awakened to my situation and how long I'd been down there. I'd better get back to my friends I thought. "I want you to come in my mouth" I said and tried to suck his cock again thinking I could get my reward quickly and rejoin my friends. No one would be any the wiser. "No, thats not what you want or need." said the skin head "I know what you want, but I guess tonights not your lucky night". With that he unlocked the toilet door and headed back upstairs. I washed my face and hands and sheepishly. I figured I'd head back upstairs and rejoin my friends, maybe pretend like it never happened. I looked at myself in the mirror. I was still feeling high and drunk. Even more now I thought. Normally I'd have sobered up a bit by now, but I was feeling even more drunk and things seemed blurry. Time to get a cab. I staggered out of the mens room and into the hall. To be continued.

Max pulled over and parked his 1992 dodge spirit, killing the engine but hesitating to open the door. As if glued to the driver’s seat, he silently debated whether to stay or go home, while gripping the wheel and biting his lower lip. Staring out his windshield, he was surprised to see what looked like a normal brick office building, with no obvious markings or signs on the business to show what it was. He double checked the address in the text message from his dealer, Tony, just to be sure, before holding his breath, grabbing his duffle bag and hoping out of the car. The heavy wood door creaked ominously when Max pulled it open and stepped inside the warm alcove. He shivered, glad to be out of the cold February night, but still uncertain about what he was getting into. Realizing the door to the rest of the club was locked, he stepped up to a plexi-glass window and rang the small bell, which prompted a very tall, muscular, bearded guy in his 30’s to appear from a door on the other side of the glass. The hunky clerk, “Jax” according to the name tag pinned to his tight t-shirt, made Max worry even more about what he was getting himself into. “What’s up bro?” Jax’s voice crackled through the small speaker next to the window. “I need to see your ID and cash and do you want a locker or room?” “Um, I’m ‘Max Rider,’” Max said, eliciting a blank look from the clerk. “I think you’re expecting me.” Again, the man looked miffed, and max began to worry that maybe this was a joke or perhaps the massive man was expecting someone more cocky. Here he’d been freaking out over whether or not he could strip for guys, it never crossed his mind that they might not like him. Standing straight up to his full 5’11” height, yet still at least 6 inches short of the other man, Max flashed a fake smile and tried to sound like he wasn’t a nervous school kid. “I’m the entertainment for Dave’s party.” “Oh! You’re here for the strip and jerk show!” Jax eyed Max as far down as the window would allow. “You are definitely hotter than the last dude they hired. Go ahead and come in and I’ll introduce you to Dave and take you to where you can set up.” Jax buzzed Max through the door and into the heart of the bath house. Motioning for the boy to follow, Jax strode nonchalantly down a maze of small dark hallways, filled with numbered doors, past half a dozen men wearing nothing but towels or less. Max would have run for it if he thought there was any chance he’d find the exit. Instead he kept his eyes on Jax’s broad shoulders in front of him as they descended a staircase into the pitch black basement. “This is your room for the night,” Jax unlocked a black door with the number 25 on it, revealing a small bedroom-type set-up with a twin bed, footlocker, flat-screen tv playing gay porn, and mirrors on two of the walls from floor to ceiling. “hang here for a second and I’ll let Dave know you’re here.” Max stood awkwardly in the center of the small room while he waited for Jax to come back, and he wished he’d had the forethought to hit his pipe before he came inside. “Dave just got here a little while ago and is still setting up, but you can get changed while we wait,” Jax reappeared, holding a couple towels, some Gatorades and some body-oil.”…unless you are wearing that for the show.” Max looked down at his hoodie, jeans and ratty sneaks, wishing he could get away with wearing them instead of what filled his duffle. Tony let him borrow some costumey outfits on his way here, and he dreaded the thought of a bunch of queers getting their rocks off watching him in them. He started to sweat when he realized they were paying to see a lot more than that. Noticing how pale the teen looked, Jax got him a gatorade and asked how he got the gig. “I dunno man, it just fell in my lap I guess,” Max sat on the bed and chugged from the bottle as he recalled how he ended up there. “I was hanging with my de-, um my bud, and I owed him some green but I am broke cause of school and my transmission busting and shit. I have been dancing at a club downtown on ladies night and the tips are awesome, so I told him he could have his cash next week but he said he could set me up to do a private gig for twice what I get at the club. I figured he meant a bachelorette party or some shit like that. I never would have agreed if I knew it was for a bunch of dude, but I am too broke to say no.” ”I feel ya dude,” Jax closed the door and sat on the other end of the bed, smiling at the sight of the kid downing the drink laced with ghb. “Why do you think I work here on weekends, on top of my 9 to 5 job? This gig allows me some spare change for recreational purposes. Otherwise I’d be a fucking nun, staying in nights and never getting any pussy.” “That sucks bro,” Max was relaxing noticeably, from both the g and the conversation. Hearing Jax mention pussy made his more at ease, not understanding that Jax wasn’t referring to girls. Assuming his new friend was straight like him, Max stood up, kicked off his shoes, and tossed off his hoodie revealing just how low his jeans were sagging. There were 3 or more inches from the top of the pants up to the white waist band of his calvin klein boxer-briefs, which sat just below a sleeveless t-shirt showing off his buff arms. Jax oogled the teen beefcake as he began searching the duffle for something to wear. “I can’t imagine being stuck here with a bunch of pervy homos trying to mack on your ass all the time. I could barely convince myself to do this one night!” “It’s not so bad Max” Jax tried to contain himself as the kid pulled out various skimpy costumes and a couple pairs of thongs and jocks. “The money is good and tax free, plus I occasionally make a little extra by letting a dude blow me or jerk me off. I bet you could double your take if you tried it.” “I ain’t a fag,” Max stopped sorting the gear from his bag and gave Jax a very serious look. Jax almost burst out laughing at the sight of the young man denouncing gays while standing in a gay bath house, laying out tear away clothing, wearing only his sleeveless tee, boxer-briefs, and sagging jeans. “If you wanna do some gay shit, that’s your business, but I’m only here cause Tony will kill me if I don’t come back with what I owe him.” “That’s cool, just telling you what some of the guys might offer,” Jax replied, defusing the tension by picking up a shiny green g-string and twirling it around his finger. “Especially when you swish around in this pretty pair of panties.” “Fuck that shit,” Max said, joining the laughter. “I might have to get naked for these queens but I’m not doing a drag show first. I better hide all the girly shit from Dave when he tells me which one I should wear.” As Max returned the green g-string and some equally frilly gear to the duffle, he accidentally knocked a small cloth bag out, which spilled open on the bed. “You know you’re not supposed to bring that in here, right?” Jax picked up the pipe and bag of crystals that had escaped from the cloth sack and gave his best fake-mad stare. “Shit man, that’s not mine, it must have been in with the outfits!” Max went ghostly white and stammered excuses before Jax finally laughed and handed them back to the terrified teen. “I’m just fucking with ya Max.” Jax slapped him on the back and ruffled his hair, but Max stayed stiff and silent. “I told you I work here to pay for recreation, which is my discreet way of saying I enjoy partying sometimes too. Just make sure to keep that someplace outta sight and only smoke in here or another private room, cause not everyone is as understanding as I am.” You got it Jax. I’ll be super sneaky I swear man.” Max promised while the color returned to his cheeks. He went to put the pipe back in its bag, but stopped short. “You sure it is cool if I smoke in here? I could really use a pick me up before I meet this Dave guy.” “If you are down, I’d love to match bowls real quick.” Jax reached into his back pocket and pulled out his own pipe, and the two men quickly loaded two large bowls. Simultaneously, Max and Jax lit their lighters and melted the tina in their pipes, sucking in smoke and blowing out huge clouds. Jax insisted Max try his supply, so they took turns on each pipe, and before long, each man was high as a kite. “That’s good shit,” Max complimented his smoking-partner’s stash while they packed away the paraphernalia. “But now I’m fucking sweaty as fuck. Wish I could shower before I get into one of these get-ups.” Jax explained that was no problem as long as Max understood that he’d have to undress here, and take his towel with him to the communal showers, which caused Max to hesitate. Jax assured him he wouldn’t get raped, and told him where the least used showers were, but Max wouldn’t go until Jax gave in and allowed Max to bend the rules and where his boxer briefs. With that, Max stripped off his shirt, revealing his firm pecs, tight abs, and smooth skin except for a fine blonde treasure trail. The jeans were next, and Jax was happy to see his muscular thighs and calves were also covered in blonde hair. Tossing the towel over his shoulder and sliding the room key onto his wrist with the convenient elastic band, the teen stud followed Jax to the showers before the clerk left him to retrieve more Gatorade and check that the other employees were holding down the fort while he played tour guide to the hired meat. Taking the shower in the furthest corner from the entrance allowed Max some privacy from guys walking by, but he did end up sharing the shower with another guest before he had a chance to finish. Carefully turned into the corner, Max tried not to show any interest in his shower-mate, but couldn’t help sneak a glance at the short buff latino’s uncut meat. Max was a big talker when it came to sex but he’d only been with three girls and never actually seen a dick other than his own and his two best friends when they used to go skinny dipping. Even during his years on various sports teams, Max always had separate showers and private changing stalls in his school locker rooms. The temptation proved too great once the man closed his eyes to soap his face, and Max took a good long look at the foreign entity between the other man’s legs. His face went scarlet when he looked up from the thick dark cock and caught the smile on the face of its owner. Rinsing off faster than anyone ever before him, Max was dashing out of the showers in under a minute, trying not to fall as he dripped water all the way back to his room. “You could have dried off there you know.” Jax was waiting at the door to the room with more drinks and a tv remote so he could change the porn to the only straight option they played. “Sorry bro,” Max let them in and focused on drying off, not noticing Jax, facing the tv, but using the mirrors to check out the boy’s silhouetted dick and ass through the wet, transparent undies. He feigned trouble with the remote to cover his glances as the damp calvins dropped to the concrete floor, giving Jax an eye full of Max’s soft 4 inch cut dick, small blonde pube patch, and lowhanging naturally smooth balls. Max turned and bent down over the duffle to pull out some clean underwear, exposing his round, firm butt covered in the lightest dusting of peach fuzz, which made Jax stiffen in his sweat shorts. Luckily he was wearing his best jock, so he knew he could keep it under wraps unless he reached his full 8 ½ inches, which might have happened if Max hadn’t broken the trance by sliding a pair of black briefs over his naughty bits. The two guys proceeded to smoke another bowl as Max downed a second Gatorade laced with g, while a big-breasted brunette took on five guys on the tv screen. Jax was considering slipping a larger dose into the drink and raping the boy then and there, when a knock interrupted his fantasizing. Max asked who it was, and Dave responded “the guy with your money,” causing Max to jump up and let him in. With the amount he was being paid, Max expected a fat troll. Instead a 6’ tall handsome, muscular but not too defined, fuzzy Italian man with black hair in his forties walked in, causing Max to wonder why such a normal, even attractive, man would want to pay a guy to strip and jerk off for him. Jax left the two of them to finalize the plans for the performance, heading off down the hall and into a room marked ‘employees only.’ “Wow, Tony wasn’t exaggerating,” Dave said as he unashamedly walked a circle around Max and scoped out every inch of what he was buying. “It is almost too bad you have to get dressed before the show, because those briefs are getting me hard. Oh well. Speaking of which, what did you bring to wear?” “I laid out a bunch of the stuff Tony leant me,” Max volunteered. His manner was much more relaxed now, with no shame about showing Dave what he had. Dave knew this was probably due to the ghb and tina he’d instructed Jax to give the boy, but Max just figured he was comfy with Dave because he was a masculine, average joe-type. He pointed out uniforms for a cop, fireman and boy scout, as well as some mix-and-match gear which could be used to make him look like a construction worker or leather-enthusiast. Dave was unimpressed with most of it, so he dumped out the duffle bag on the bed, mixing the costumes with Max’s stuff. “Holy shit boy,” dave exclaimed as he pulled a wrestling singlet, pads and jockstrap out of the pile. “Why were you hiding this?” “That’s not a costume, that’s my wrestling uniform for school. I forgot it was in the bag when I grabbed it to take to Tony’s.” Max said, oblivious to the idea that someone might be interested in seeing his buff, tight body wrapped in skin tight green and black spandex. “That’s the one! Just wear one of Tony’s jockstraps instead of your usual one. No one will be able to see your cock through an athletic cup.” Dave handed Max the singlet, helmet, pads, shoes, jock and an envelope with half of his payment for the evening. “You have thirty minutes to get your cock fluffed, get dressed and meet me at the stairs to head up to the tv room where you’ll be performing. Once you get on stage you can do up to a fifteen minute strip show, but no less than ten. Then you’ll be groping jerking and fingering for the rest of the 30 minutes. If you can oil yourself up as you strip that would be great, or you can let one of the audience do it for you. You will get the rest of the money once you have shot your load. There will be a few guys who would toss you a few extra hundreds if you shoot in their mouth, on their face or chest or let them touch you when you jizz. You need any Viagra or a cock ring or anything to help keep your cock up?” “Um, I don’t think so.” Max began to worry again. No one had warned him about the restrictions, and it wasn’t even a possibility until that second that he might not be able to get it up. “Maybe I’ll take the Viagra, just in case.” “Good idea,” Dave chuckled and pulled his towel off. Underneath was the tiniest pair of blue athletic shorts with white piping, known to man. Reaching into the pocket, he pulled out a little blue pill, a leather cock ring with silver snaps, and a bottle of lube. “Take this now, then go do a quick enema to make sure your asshole is clean. There is plastic tubing and water spigots in the stalls by the showers. Then come back here, get your dick hard, and put on the cock ring. Once it is on, your dick will get soft but not smaller. Then hop in that singlet and I’ll see you by the stairs.” Max didn’t have time to ask why he needed the enema before Dave was out the door, but he often administered one before a match to get down a weight class, so he knew what to do. Popping the pill and sliding his briefs back on, he made his way back to the shower area and spotted the stalls. There were a lot more guys around the bath house now than when he arrived, but Max was on a mission, so he didn’t stop to wonder about it. After he was sure he was clean inside and out, he headed back to the room, squirted a generous amount of lube onto both palms and plopped down on the mattress to get his dick up. The video had progressed to a scene where a petite asian girl was being gang banged by 8 hung white and black men, with dicks in every hole, and sometimes two in a single hole. Max’s cock went from flaccid to fully erect in no time, achieving its full 7 and a half inch glory. As the asian slut begged for more cock in her ass and pussy, curiosity got the best of Max, and his right middle finger slid slowly into his virgin crack, teasing his asshole as it had on the rare night when he felt particularly horny. The last time it happened, Max was jerking off at home after a party where his girlfriend had spent the whole night grinding against his cock through his khakis. He’d had a few too many by the end of the evening, and there in his bed he couldn’t quite get hard enough to cum. One teasing finger slowly penetrated his sphincter that night in the dark. It was joined shortly by a second finger, thrusting just deep enough to hit his prostate and blast a huge load all over his chin, neck and chest. Every time he’d played down there he vowed never again, and every time he went a little further. As he remembered the euphoric feeling of the last orgasm, his lubed finger punctured the tight hole, eliciting a drop of pre-cum out of his pisshole. The clock next to the tv caught his eye causing him to pull the finger out since he only had five minutes until he had to be on stage. Carefully gathering his hard dick and big balls in one hand, he snapped on the cock ring and quickly admired how big it made his dick look in the mirror. All his practice getting into uniform after weigh-ins payed off as he shimmied into a black jock strap with a white, semi-transparent pouch, followed by his singlet, knee pads, elbow pads, shoes, and helmet. He almost forgot the lube and oil, but slid them into his elbow pad before grabbing the key and towel and dashing to the stairs. “Right on time.” Dave said, now wearing only a leather cock ring, leather vest and boots. They began up the stairs, as the sound of excited men’s chatter grew louder. “The gang’s all here. I know Tony told you ten to twelve guys, but once I sent out the link with your body pics from the club downtown, we had some added interest. I’ll throw in an extra $500, cool? “Yeah man, whatever.” Max felt like he was floating, rushing and calm all at once, just like before a wrestling match, only better. The crowd noise sounded just like the fans during a meet, tricking his brain and making him forget to hold his towel in front of the obscene bulge in his singlet. “Just tell me where to go and I’m ready.” “I can tell,” Dave said as they turned a corner and stopped in front of a curtain. He reached out and rubbed Max’s muscles just like his coach at school before a match, with a few added strokes along the outline of his cock. “Once you hear your name announced, pull the curtain, hop up on the platform and get going. Do some poses, maybe a wrestling stance or two, then show us what you can do. You’ll get better tips if you go out into the audience a little, but don’t stay out there. They’ll never let you go. ” Dave stepped into the room beyond the curtain, and Max was left alone in the hallway. One last thought of running came to mind, but then a voice came over the speaker and asked the crowd to give it up for wrestling champ Max Rider. The cheer that went up was gigantic, and Max forgot all about running. Rushing through the curtain, he took two long strides and jumped up onto the stage. Max was caught off guard by the fact that it ran the length of the entire room, about 30 feet, but was only 4 feet deep. The wall behind him was mirrored head to toe, with six huge flat screen suspended above, all showing Max from a different angle. The music blasted as the crowd began hooting and hollering. The spotlight in the corner effectively left max blind, but he was sure there had to be at least 40 guys there just based on the shadows and voices he could make out. Ignoring his anxiety, he began by flexing his arms, chest, legs and butt. Once he’d gotten some significant applause, he got down into a wrestling pose and did a take down on the pole located at the far end of the stage. Hearing the guys whistle and clap seemed to make Max excited, in all senses of the word. His cock was about ¾ hard the entire time and working its way to full steam. After tossing in some tumbling and a handstand transforming into walking on his hands, he was running out of moves. Looking up at the tv over his head, Max was relieved to see they had a timer in the corner for how long he’d been up there, which just hit 7 minutes as he watched. “Enough stalling stud! Take it off!” came from the gallery. Do or die time. Max started by peeling away the shoulder straps of his singlet, followed by the helmet and elbow pads. He kept the knee pads on and did a running slide on them to the opposite side of the stage. The next five minutes were some of the most terrifying and thrilling of Max’s life. Once he got the singlet to his waist, he grabbed the oil and hopped into the front row and asked who wanted to oil his chest. The winner was a 20-something thin guy who had a gigantic dick and kept trying to get Max to touch it as he oiled his chest. Another audience member got excited and hoped up and did his shoulders and back, leading to a third guy reaching out, grabbing the singlet, and taking it down to Max’s ankles in one foul swoop. This was too much, so max hopped back on the stage and finished his legs himself. Somewhere in his mind he knew he wasn’t totally in control, and it was only reinforced when Dave climbed up next to him and insisted he be the one to oil up Max’s ass, and max didn’t argue. “Bend over and grab your ankles,” Dave ordered. Max did as he was told and felt as two large, rough Italian hands spread the oil up the back of his thighs, over his cheeks and into his ass crack. He tried to stand up, but Dave pushed him back to a bent position, then spread his ass and oiled the crack for at least a minute, teasing and pressing against the hole. His finger might have gone in if Max hadn’t regained his senses and pulled Dave’s leg out, getting him in a wrestling hold. The audience loved it, and apparently so did Max’s cock, as it was stone hard and dripping. “I’ll give you an extra hundred if you let me peel the jock off with my teeth,” Dave whispered so only Max could hear it. Max released Dave from the hold and stood up, nodding yes. Dave took his sweet time, running his scruffy cheek and lips over the jock before biting the waist band, and slowly dragging it down over the thick pink boy dick. Once the cock head cleared the elastic, it sprang up, flinging a string of precum into the audience. Somehow the teen wrestler with the pulsing pink dick, wearing only knee pads, wrestling shoes and a cock ring got the entire crowd to shut up. Max closed his eyes and began to rub his hands over his chest and abs. Once they were good and oily, he slowly reached down and began to work his dick and balls. As he got closer to cumming, the noise got louder. By the time his half hour was ending, he was still not quite there. A thought came to him and he jumped on it before he realized what he was doing. He turned around, dropped to his knees and spread his legs as far as he could, leaning his face against the mirror. Reaching back he slid one finger down the crack of his ass, circled the hole twice, then rammed it all the way in. He had only seconds until his load would come charging out, but with no other options, he simply threw his shoulders back until they hit the stage, with his head hanging off into the audience. Two strokes of his dick and one thrust of his finger and the explosion began, shooting over his body and into the first row of men. Groans and cheers surrounded him, many of his audience shooting their own load without Max ever knowing it. The next few minutes remain a haze in his memory, but Dave was proud to see the embarrassed straight boy lose himself in the moment, get up, wag his cock at the audience, collect his wrestling gear, and take a bow before rushing off to hide in his room. Back in the basement, Max was spinning faster than a tilt-a-whirl, half of his body tweaking from the tina, and half unable to move from the ghb. He answered a knock at the door to find a very happy Dave. “Fantastic show Max,” He pulled him into a hug, not caring about the sweat, oil, and cum all over Max’s chest. “Here’s the rest of the money plus a generous tip. You were the best I’ve ever seen! Any chance you’d consider doing more stuff for a lot more money?” “No way dude!” Max pulled away and grabbed his towel to cover his nudity and shame. “I can’t believe I did that stuff! I’m gonna shower, get dressed and go home.” “That’s fine. Too bad you can’t stick around though because a buddy of mine wanted to give you a t-shirt of tina as his tip. Room 30 if you change your mind.” Dave knew a new druggie when he saw one, and Tony told him how Max had gone from one purchase every few months to twice a week. He’d specifically given him more than he could possibly afford, knowing he’d be desperate for more and all too willing to exchange his virtue for some cash and crystal. “I…I’ll think about it man.” Max pushed Dave out of the room and disappeared to the showers, washing as fast as his ghb-ed brain could manage. Most of the men in the club were still upstairs so he managed to get clean and back to his room with only two guys making a grab for his cock and ass. When the door shut behind him, he whipped out his pipe and was horrified to see he had smoked most of his stash with Jax before the show. He took a couple big hits and decided to stop by Dave’s room just for the tina. He slid on his briefs and jeans, but couldn’t find his shirt. Knocking at the door, he could hear multiple voices talking in hushed tones. When it opened, Dave, Jax and another tall muscular man were inside, all stripped down to their underwear, including Jax, who had finished his shift. Dave, now in a leather jock with a tear away pouch, introduced Max to Sam, the third guy, who bore a striking resemblance to a wwe wrestler that Max couldn’t quite place. He was built buff and broad like Jax and Dave, but was smooth and had a small belly. Max thought the belly looked good on him, hot even, before remembering why he was there. “Of course Max, I have it right here.” Sam reached under a pillow on the be near him, which made Max notice that this room was much bigger than his, containing a weight bench, some sort of chair suspended from the ceiling and a queen size bed. “Wanna join us for a bowl?” “I guess.” Max was handed the clear glass pipe, but Sam lit the torch and cooked the bowl, forcing him to take a huge hit. He coughed and sputtered and Jax appeared next to him, guiding him to take a seat on the bed between he and Dave, who handed him a bottle of Gatorade to help with the choking. The liquid tasted a little funny, Max’s thought, but downed the entire bottle in a few minutes, while the pipe continued to make the rounds. At first Max was involved in the conversation, but soon found it hard to concentrate. Before he knew what was happening, he was agreeing to let Dave take some photos of him for some extra cash. Jax and Sam helped him to his feet and encouraged him to take off his jeans. He argued for a minute, but must have lost as Sam was sliding them down his legs. Jax had some sort of lightbulb moment and disappeared as Dave and Sam told Max where to sit or stand and what to do. Jax returned with some of the jocks and costume pieces from Max’s room, and helped Max to change into some of them for different shots. Max could hear a voice in his mind telling him this was gay and to run away from these fags, but it was so quiet and the guys were so commanding that Max couldn’t help but give in after every time he argued with them. Once they had shots of him in a bunch of different undies, Dave made a snide comment about how sad it was to see a young guy who couldn’t get it up.Max looked down to his crotch and realized he was soft. Embarrassed, he insisted he could get hard, he just needed a few minutes to jerk off with the porno. “Okay stud, here’s some lube and the tv is right over the bed there.” Dave directed Max’s drugged form to the bed and peeled away the last pair of undies, leaving him nude. “Take your time and get hard while I get some shots of Jax on the weights.” Watching the porn and laying down brought Max back some, allowing him to focus on working his pink dick and balls. In a few minutes he was almost fully hard, but couldn’t seem to get that last little push to full mast. Checking to make sure the other guys weren’t watching, he snuck his finger between his legs and poked at his hole. He worked it in to the second knuckle before he was interrupted. “Looks like Straight Max likes it up the ass,” Sam had turned around and was pointing out Max’s finger play to the others. “Nah man, I just don’t feel right,” Max interjected in his defense. “It’s like I am drunk or something.” “Oh damn, you must have gotten the Gatorade with the ghb be in it,” Jax postulated, knowing full well he had been feeding it to Max all night. The last bottle contained enough that Max was finally letting go, allowing for the next step in Dave’s plan. Max seemed worried but they assured him he’d be fine. “No wonder you need a little fingering to get it up man,” Sam sympathized. “but it’ll work faster if you do a little booty bump to get your ass warmed up.” “What’s that?” Max asked as Dave took a large crystal from the bag and placed it on the end of his lubed finger. “It’s just like smoking a bowl, but it will help get you horny.” Dave said, as Sam pulled Max’s legs open. “I’m gonna put it in this time cause you don’t know how and you might mess it up.” “Wait man, I don’t---UHHHN.” Max groaned as Dave replaced Max’s small finger with two of his thick meaty digits. Max tried to pull away, but Sam held him fast as Dave pushed the big rock as deep into his virgin ass as he could. With his free hand, Dave began stroking Max’s cock, ignoring Max’s feeble pleas for him to stop. A burning sensation deep in Max’s hole made him moan, which Jax decided to mute by taking off the white briefs he was wearing and shoving them in Max’s mouth. Much to his own disgust, the booty bump did the trick and Max was hard as a rock in minutes, leaking copious amounts of seminal fluid and suddenly hungry for another finger in his hole. Dave could see the fight fading out of Max’s eyes, and began working his fingers back and forth. The crystal had dissolved entirely by that point, and Max was primed for the cherry-popping. Jax pulled the briefs from max’s mouth and, as expected, he only moaned. The three men shared a look and a smile between them, acknowledging the rape they were about to commit. Sam released Max’s legs and moved to the end of the bed, where he set up a camera. Jax reached up to the head of the bed under a pillow and pulled out poppers, a butt plug, a huge bottle of lube, some adjustable cock rings and a cock pump. Dave stayed put, working Max’s hole, but releasing his cock to Jax who lubed it up and slid it into the cock pump. While their teen victim’s cock was pumped bigger than ever, Dave reached back and pulled at the snaps on the pouch containing his cock. Max could just barely see over the end of the bed when he raised his head, and began to squirm again once he saw the 9 inch uncut monster Dave was lubing up. “Don’t worry about that Max,” Dave leaned in and whispered to the stoned boy. “Sam’s got at least two inches on me. That’s why I am going before him.” Max jerked his head to where Sam was filming the action, and sure enough, stroking his 11” cut monster dick. The head alone was enough to split Max down the center, let alone the thick, veiny shaft. Max wanted desperately to push them off and make a run for it, but instead he got a shotgun hit of tina from Jax’s goateed mouth, followed by his first man-on-man kiss. His mind was screaming “disgusting,” but his body leaned into it and kissed back. “Fuck yeah, he’s ready.” Jax told Dave, who was coating his dick with tina-laced lube. Afraid for his life, Max tried with all his might to over-power the urge in his loins telling him to do it. It might have worked, except Dave simultaneously pulled his fingers from Max’s ass. “Don’t!” Max moaned, reaching out to try and stop Dave from depriving his hungry hole of something to fill it. “Put it back.” “Damn, this boy IS ready.” Sam said, laughing and moving in closer to get a good shot of Dave pulling Max to the end of the bed and putting Max’s legs up against his shoulders. “Give it to him Davey-boy.” “Don’t worry Maxwell, I’ve got something your ass will like even more.” Dave promised while working back his foreskin, pressing the head to the virgin hole, and leaning in. “FUCK!” Max screamed. His body shot back to almost total control, but Jax was prepared, holding Max down as one, two, three, six inches sank into his no-longer-virgin cunt. The men knew every boy’s first fuck was hard, and they were prepared to make sure this deflowering happened whether Max wanted it or not. “Take it out man! Jesus! Get off me you fucking faggot!” “You’ll regret that bitch,” Dave growled like an animal and started thrusting in and out, faster and deeper with each stroke. Within five strokes he was balls deep. Within fifteen strokes, he was up to a steady rhythm. By the 25th stroke, he was pounding Max like the whore he was meant to be. ‘No’s and cries for help were replaced with sobs, which turned to grunts, eventually becoming moans and whimpers, until Max was able to form words again. “Yeah. Fuck. That. Hole. Dave.” Max urged his rapist on. He felt guilt, shame and disgust at the core of his being. Tears rolled down his cheeks as he realized he was asking a man to fuck him like some two dollar prostitute. He also felt the most satisfying, complete physical sensation he’d ever known, like a constant orgasm, coming directly from where Dave’s cock head bottomed out in Max’s butt. “That’s right Max, you’re mine now. You’re nothing but a bottom bitch cumdump from now on. You’ll try to fight it after you leave tonight, but I guarantee you’ll be back in a week or two, pretending you haven’t spent every day dreaming about having me breed you again. Maybe you’ll even get a girlfriend to play house with, but she’ll just be keeping you busy until you have a man shooting inside you again.” Dave was now up on the bed, fucking Max so hard that his shoulders where next to his ears. Jax had to remove the cock pump because it was hitting Max in the face everytime Dave buried his dick balls deep in Max’s boyhole. “Open your eyes and look at me Maxwell. Good, now tell me you want me to cum in your ass. DO IT!” “Cum…Cum in my…” Max wanted it but admitting it out loud would take away the last straw of dignity he had. “Say it or I pull out right now and you’ll never have a dick inside you ever again,” Dave stopped his pounding and rammed his cock as deep as he could and held perfectly still waiting for an answer. Max was silent until Dave began to withdraw his massive meat, motivating Max to make the rightchoice. “Cum in my ass sir, please! I need you to cum in my ass right now!” Max screamed, reaching up to grab Dave’s hips and pull him back into the hole. “You asked for it.” Dave resumed pounding, kicking it up to top speed for the longest minute of Max’s life, a minute that Max wanted to continue forever. “Fuck, Fuck, FUCK. HERE I CUUUUUUMMMM!” Dave forced his dick a fraction of an inch deeper than the deepest he’d gone and flooded Max with two weeks of tina-filled cum. He tried to count how many pumps of sperm he unloaded in the sweet boy hole, but lost could around 18, which was somewhere near the middle. Once the last drip had worked its way out of his piss slit, he slowly retreated until only the head of his considerable cock remained lodged just inside Max.”Come take my place quick Jax.” Jax did as requested, hoping off the bed and sidling up as close as possible. Max moaned when Dave’s angry read cock head finally popped out, but settled down an instant later with Jax continuing where Dave left off. Dissatisfied with the position he was fucking his new toy, Jax thrust his muscular arms under Max’s shoulders and pulled his body up off the bed, fucking as they walked over to the weight bench, which was set on an incline. Once there, Jax spun Max’s legs until the boy was face down with his head downhill from his hole. Max lost track of time as he gave in to the bliss he felt with every thrust. He didn’t even object as Sam stuffed his mouth full of the giant dick that would eventually destroy his spermy, sloppy butt. “Here cums load number two. Take it Max!” Jax 8 ½ inches swelled and throbbed as he added another pint of baby batter to the straight cum receptacle he had schemed, drugged and abused. Jax knew at the moment of his orgasm that he had done the right thing. Max asked for more when Jax slid out with an audible pop, and then he remembered who was next in line. Dave was now working the camera as Jax jimmied the butt plug into max, and then helped him up and walked him over to the suspended chair the men called a “sling.” With Sam on his right and Jax on his left, they hoisted him into the leather contraption, and secured his arms and legs, before unplugging his ass. He was about to ask why they did that when Sam inserted 2/3rds of his massive meat into the boy in one thrust. Max screamed and passed out for a few minutes. When he awoke, Sam was all the way in, and Max was getting shotgun hits of tina from Jax and Dave. Max never did get used to the length and girth of the horse cock rearranging his organs, but he did beg for every inch of it when Sam got ready to shoot. There was no one left to fill Max after he received the third load, or so he thought. “Sam and I are headed to the shower, but we’re leaving the door open and Jax will be running the camera.” Dave told Max while force feeding him more ghb. “Sam stuffed another rock up your dirty hole, and it should kick in just in time for the news to spread that our straight stripper boy is open for loading. I expect you to have at least two more loads by the time I get back.” Max struggled against his bonds and begged for them not to do it as the g kicked in. They did it anyway.

Bi-the way…… I have always considered myself tolerant of guys who were not like me, straight, especially when one of my best friends came out to me my senior year in high school. We had been planning to room together in college and his news didn’t change my mind. In fact I was somewhat intrigued at the thought of having a gay roommate. We never did anything with each other and had our own friends. One of my other friend said he knew two roommates who were bisexual, and he thought they would go out with us and we’d have a good time. They were very sexual and it would be easy to score some college pussy off these girls. We planned an easy evening and ended up in the girls' one bedroom apartment off campus (It was apparent the girls slept together all the time.) We were drinking all night long when one of the girls pulled out a strange glass pipe and began smoking some strange white crystal. The girls remarked the crystal really got them horny with the intense desire to be fucked. At first I was reluctant to indulge, but my friend lit up and exhaled a big white cloud, handed me the pipe and torch, grunting I’d love the feeling of fucking on this shit. I decided 'what the hell', lit the pipe and took in a big hit. After that we got down to business. We were all kissing and peeling off our clothing as the first hit affected me in a positive way. We all kept smoking as we kissed, licked, sucked and eventually fucked. Both girls were hot and my bud and I took turns fucking each girl. Then something strange happened. I was eating one of the girls out when I started getting the best blow job of my life. As I paused in eating the pussy, the second girl kissed me, leaving me wondering in my drugged-up mind, who's hot mouth was on my hard cock. You guessed it: looking down I saw my buddy sucking my cock. "What the fuck?" I exclaimed. "Oh, I didn't tell you - I'm also bisexual," he remarked and then went back to servicing my my cock. One of the girls urged me to take another hit from the pipe. One hit turned into five big hits. While my buddy sucked my cock one of the girls began to lick my ass. This was also a new sensation for me and it drove me crazy. I quickly shot my load down my buddy’s throat as the girl kept sticking her tongue deep inside my hole. I zoned-out in pleasure, and when I began to resurface, I found my buddy was crouched between my legs, face to face with me. Looking into my eyes he asked "Enjoying yourself?" "Hell, yeah," I groaned in replied, whereupon I received my first man to man kiss. His hard cock was also prodding my soaked hole. For some strange reason I can’t explain I let him continue and the tip of his hard cock penetrated my virgin ass. There was a noticeable pain as he started to breach my hole. He seemed to know I was in some discomfort as he broke our kiss instructing me "Breathe in deep, breathe with my cock," adding "Give this a minute or so - I'll stop if you want, but within a couple of minutes I would think you'll be begging for me to fuck you." As he anticipated, gradually my ass relaxed and my buddy was able to slide his entire eight inch rock hard cock deep into my (formerly) tight ass. When he reached full depth he began to slowly rock in and out as he gave me another kiss. This time I let his tongue enter my mouth. While his kiss had me slightly distracted he began to slowly pull out and slide back in. While he began to slowly fuck me, the girls were making out and 69’ing eating each other’s pussies. I’m not sure when it happened but my friend stroked my hard cock telling me "It looks like you are really enjoying being fucked." He wasn’t kidding, as he fucked me all I could do was moan and grunt my approval. I then surprised myself when I asked him to fuck me, fuck me hard. I heard his breathing change as his cock grew harder deep in my hole. I knew what was about to happen but didn’t try to stop it as he grunted out and I felt his cock spasm inside me.

So, here I am of my first day out of school for the summer, my parents are at work and I have nothing to do except lay here and jack off and think of something to do. We just moved here a couple of months ago due to a job change for my Dad and I have always lived in the big city’s with room to walk, now I only have a yard and a big ass park down the street to go to. Since my parents are big beer drinkers I figure it is almost noon, so I grab 6 of their beers in a bag and decide to check out the park. After entering the park I start walking and the road and I see trails off into the woods and decide to check one out. I walk for a bit and find a small river/creek that is running fairly fast and sit down against a tree and watch the water and started drinking my beers. I must have been on my fourth or fifth beer when I heard what sounded like a commotion behind me. As I look around if I had not been sitting I would have fallen over, there about 50 feet away was a white guy on his knees sucking a black guy’s cock. In all my life I have heard of the gay life and sex but this was mind blowing. I just continued to watch as this white guy just went to town sucking the blackest cock I have ever imagined. The black guy was talking really nasty to the white guy, telling him “yeah white boy, suck that black cock, get it deeper, going to give you a good load down that bitch white throat”. Now I should have just got back behind the tree until they were done, but somehow I moved further out and broke a branch on the ground that drew both of their attention. Oh shit, now what. I look at the black guy who is smiling at me and the white guy gets up and they both walk over to me with the black guy still having his cock out and hard. As they reach me the black guy asked “do you think this boy liked the show”? The white guy grabs my cock and says “yeah, he is hard as a rock”. At this point the white guy pulls down my shorts to my ankles and grabs my cock. At this point I should have pulled up my short and ran like hell screaming all the way, but here I am with a guy holding my cock and balls and looking between the black guys cock and his eyes and the evil smile. The black guy then puts his hands on my shoulder and pushes down and I seem to just float to my knees where I now looking right at this guy’s cock in my face. The black guy grabs his cock and starts to hit my lips with his cock until I open my mouth to say ouch only to have him push his cock in my mouth. The white guy leans in to my ear and starts giving me my first lesson of how to use my lips and tongue and how to keep my teeth off telling me how I am going to be coming back after today for a lot more. Then white guy then leans down and drove his tongue into my ass, I thought I was going to lose it right then and there, fuck did that feel awesome. Meanwhile the black guy starts calling me all sorts of degrading names and terms “suck my black cock you white bitch, yeah, so easy to turn out a punk white boy for black meat, guess you’re going to get this big fat load down your bitch throat”, all his talking seem to just turn me on more and as he kept telling me what a cocksucking bitch I was going to be the more I tried to get more of his cock in my mouth. The black guy then opens this bottle and puts it under my nose telling me to inhale deep and I do, “Fuck” my head is spinning and I seem to want to suck more and more of this cock in me, I then feel the white guy pushing a finger in my ass, then another one and another, I am in heaven. The black guy keeps feeing me the bottle under my nose and the white guy who is somehow naked is still telling me how much of a pig I am going to become when this is over. The white guy then pulls out a bag of something and a bottle of what I found later was lube, he mixes the lube and the stuff in the bag and starts to finger it up my ass. I am go back to sucking on the black guys cock and hitting the brown bottle, a few minutes later I start to feel a rush of rushes. I start to just suck and not knowing what a gag reflex was yet, but I just wanted his cock buried in me. The white guy was now behind me with his cock pointed right as my ass. He gets the tip at my hole and starts to push, telling me go with it, that it will hurt for a minute but then I am going to love it. The black guy pulls his cock out tells me to hit the bottle deep, as it kicks in the white guy pushes in and now pass my once virgin ring. I tried to move forward trying to get away from the pain, but then I am so unstable and the white guy just keeps talking dirty to me, telling me now I am his bitch, his cumdump and that he was going to breed me full of his seed. What seemed to be an eternity was only a few minutes before the pain subsided and another hit of the bottle I was finding myself getting into it. Now the black guy puts his cock back at my mouth and he tells me to “suck that black cock you bitch” and boy do I ever. It never dawned on my if anyone had walked down there they would have seen a high school kid on his hands and knees with a cock fucking him in the ass and a black guys cock driving in his mouth, and at this point I didn’t care. The black guy starts to tell me he is close and gives me another hit of the bottle and tells me to start swallowing, at this point he lets volley after volley of cum loose in my mouth and I do as he says not knowing any better. The white guy is not far behind telling me I will be pregnant with his babies in a second and he lets out a roar and unloads my ass. The black guy just zips up his pants and says “see you soon” and walks off, the white guy pulls his cock out of my ass and wipes the rest of his cum on my ass cheeks, and I am still on my hands and knees wondering what just happened. The white guy then grabs my cock and balls and squeezes and asks me where I live, the pain was so bad I just blurted out my address to him and he tells me to meet him at the rest area down the road tomorrow at noon and just to wear shorts, no underwear or shirt or he would be at my house to get me, then walks off. To be continued.....

My name is John, i'm 24, average height, slim build with soft brown hair and blue eyes, I'm not the best looking guy but I get my fair share of attention. i'd finished university in the summer, split up with my boyfriend and started my graduate job in a large business firm in the city. The company managed product development for major companies and brands so I was thrilled to get a place within such big company. My parents always told me to never turn down an opportunity that could take you somewhere. After working in the office for a few months I quickly got used to the fast pace, that started to creep into every part of my life. After working all week, putting in 50 hours, I was normally exhausted on a Friday night and would just head straight home and masturbate for as long as I could, it had been ages since I'd had sex, with work being so busy. That is however, until I got talked into going to a bar by one of my co-workers. He was married, unhappy about it, and constantly stressed in work. We went to a bar a couple of streets away from the office, It was dark and you would walk past it if you didn't know it was there. It wasn't the sort of place I imagined anyone in work would go to, least of all Mick. We sat at the bar and was served by an overly flirtatious girl, I rolled my eyes now realising why Mick came here; "Not your type then?" Mick asked me "She's certainly not anything I'm looking for." I said, realising i'd probably said too much. "Oh shit, I didn't realise you were gay, don't worry about it my nephew is gay, It doesn't bother me." "I...er... please don't tell anyone in work. It's hard enough being new without them knowing." I pleaded "John... relax, lets have a drink and i'll point you in the direction of the gay bars in the city, you need to try stop thinking about work all the time." We finished our drinks and after Mick had bitched about work and his family we headed out. He told me what train to get and explained where to go from there. I thanked him for the drink and told him I'd see him on Monday. Little did I know what was coming. I took the train to a part of the city I'd never been to before, walked the short distance and found a few bars with guys hanging around outside smoking. I walked into the bar with the least amount of guys hanging around outside, hopefully it meant the bar was quieter. I just wanted a couple of drinks and maybe a dance-floor fumble, I was still exhausted and hadn't prepared for any kind of sex, my pubes hadn't been trimmed for weeks and my ass wasn't clean. I grabbed a drink and found a stool at a table in the corner of a small but open bar and dance floor area. It was inoffensive and there was an okay selection of guys. Mostly in their 30's and upwards but I didn't mind a slightly mature guy. They tended to be less pushy. After nursing my drink for about 10 minutes or so a guy sat down across from me. He was in his late 40's, maybe. Good hair, perfect smile and from what I could see he kept himself in shape. It was his crisp white shirt that first caught my eye. "Hey, I'm Tom." It took me a minute to register what he said, I was lost in his bright blue eyes. "I'm John" I mumbled out, I couldn't stop looking into his eyes. "Are you here by yourself?" He asked, breaking our gaze and looking around the room. Once I regained my composure I smiled at him. "I've just came from work and was just looking for a quick drink, I'm not looking for anything else tonight." "You're a bit presumptive kid" he said laughing "How about I buy you one more drink, and then once we've chatted a bit you can try turn down my sexual advances then" He smirked at me and his blue eyes narrowed in a dangerous way, he turned for the bar and I found myself just sitting there. I wasn't normally as direct with guys, but there was something about Tom that made me feel slightly scared, even if my cock was growing in my briefs. Tom came back with two drinks, he handed mine over and I took a few long sips, trying to avoid conversation. "Sorry it took a while, I bumped into a few friends at the bar.... so, I'm guessing you're not from around here?" "I just moved to the city after I graduated, I got a job in the city. A friend told me about here, tonight, I thought I'd come take a look, I've not been out much since I moved." I quickly finished the rest of my drink, completely embarrassed by how pathetic I sounded. We chatted for another half hour or so, my cock stayed hard the entire time. I told him about myself, where I grew up, what I studied, how I've only had one boyfriend at Uni and how I hadn't had sex since we split up. He just sat there the entire time staring into my eyes, I realised I hadn't asked him anything about himself. "Sorry Tom I've not even asked you anything about yourself." "Don't worry about me, I find you very interesting. How did you and your ex have sex?" I was surprised, I wasn't expecting such a blunt question, I guessed it was only fair after our conversation earlier. "Well...I'm versatile, but I mostly fucked him" I said timidly "You cum in his ass boy?" "I...eh...no, we only played safe, the condom broke once, but we stopped." I was surprised at myself for telling this stranger about me and my ex's sex life. "I'm sorry Tom, I really should be going home, thank you for the drink." I stood up and turned towards the door. Tom stood as quickly as I had. He was six foot, and his chest and arms looked very buff. I glanced at his crotch too and he had a nice bulge under his black suit trousers. "Wow kid, slow down, just asking you some friendly questions. If you insist on leaving, at least let me walk you back to the train station. It's easy to get a bit disorientated in this part of town." I let him walk me down the street towards the train station, the fresh air must have gone to my head, I was beginning to feel a bit dizzy and my vision was getting blurry. I felt Toms' arm around my waist holding me up, we turned a corner. I didn't remember walking this much when I first got off the train. "Whats happening...I don't feel right" I mumbled finding it harder to walk now. "Shhh...Not much farther, my car is park just over here. You must have had too much to drink...." Tom said with a wicked smile, although I couldn't see it. We walked a bit further and I heard the sound of a car door being opened, I felt myself being laid across the back seat, too limp to say no. While lying there with my eyes closed I could hear mumbled voices outside of the car, I think I heard Tom say; "I'm going to claim him first, I'll text you when he's ready"

All the STDs I got (3 total) all from marine guys in Camp Pendleton ?

Gotta be The Greenhouse in Walsall/Birmingham. Really nice guys with none of the London bad attitude. Always well worth the trip!

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Oh yes....there will be a lot more chapters in this story. Married Couple Looking For A Third just got to a point that I didn't see a clear way forward. So now I am having fun starting fresh. There will be an epilog to that story once we've had a few chapters of this one.

Part 11 Home Slice I felt safe with Dante after he confronted the two ass holes that came into our room while he was gone. Luckily for me they had barely started to rape me when Dante returned. At first I was scared that Dante was going to kill them right where they stood, but thankfully to our host here he let them walk out of here. I asked him about them but knew better then to pursue an answer. I was sure that there was something specific he had in mind for them and I knew I’d find out in due time, but for now it was time for another slam and more of my man's poz cock and his dirty cum. He took great care with me as he administered my slam then his own. He then resumed fucking me and seeding my hole. The poz talk continued and I couldn’t get enough of his poz cum. The idea and anticipation of becoming poz had me so turned on I wanted as much of his cum be could give me. Dante I wanted to kill them when I first saw them raping my boy. They were lucky that we were at my friends place, if I had a way to control the situation better they would be dead now, but I had better plans for them in mind. I had one of my crew that was at the party with me to call for some help as he followed the two. Once they were in an area where they could be ‘persuaded’ to accompany them to my place they were go grab them by knocking them out when chloroform. Then once they were back at my place they were to be blind folded, shaved head to toe, restrained in slings and slammed hard before they were to be fucked by any and everyone who wanted their asses. From my friend who was hosting the party the two were cocky, total tops who (from what my friend told me) were neg on PrEP. They came to the party just to fuck ass, and, apparently, any ass they cound find. They found the wrong ass to fuck. When the party began to wind down we got dressed and stared to head out. We spotted the convertee as he was being helped out of the sling. We could see the cum dripping from his well fucked hole. Home Slice stared very long as he rubbed his own ass. I had to nudge him that we were leaving. Home Slice As we were leaving the kid who had been fucked am night long by everyone who came to the party, with the exception of my Dante, was being helped out of the sling. I stared in amazement as the cum flowed from his well fucked hole. It made me wonder what it would be like to be fucked like he had been fucked. Dante had to pull me out of my trance as I watched the action before me. Once in the car I had to ask Dante, “Why didn’t you set up something like that for me?” Dante told me, “The only DNA I want you to have is the DNA I have. That will come from me,” he paused for a few seconds, “or Miguel. I know you’ll never repeat what I’m about to tell you.” He paused again before continuing. “Miguel is the only man who has ever fucked me. He did that when I was 18 and just starting to do business with him. He felt it would bind the two of us as brothers just as I want us bound together by he bug.” Dante From Home Slice's questions I knew that was something stirring in his mind. I knew he was itching for something more then what I was giving him. I knew he had that curious itch within him. I knew he also needed to be prepared for what was about to happen within the next week when he gets the fuck flu. I had to ask him, “Are you disappointed that I only Miguel and I have fucked you?” He was quick to answer, “No, not at all.” I stared to explain to him, “First I want to prepare you for what will probably happen this week. You’re going to sero-convert, in other words, it’s the sign that you’re beginning poz, in other words you’ll come down with the fuck flu. You’ll feel really bad, sore and achy all over. That will last 3 to 5 days before you’ll start to feel normal again.” I saw a little grin appear I his face as I continued, “With the amount of poz cum I’ve for into you, I’m surprised your not sick already.” The grin on his face grew as he said, “Can’t wait.” After his enthusiastic answer I had an idea on how to celebrate. It was something I knew Home Slice would love. I told him, “I have a idea of how we can celebrate your sero-conversion, once you’ve tested HIV positive, we can celebrate by putting you I the sling on a Friday night, keep you high as a kite and let anyone and everyone fuck you until you can’t be fucked any more.” He didn’t answer right away, he just smiled before he answered with a “Fuck yeah, I’d like to experience that.” I quickly added, “This will be a one time thing. I prefer not to share you with anyone, but the way you’ve reacted so well to my pozzing you, I think I can get you this one wish.” Home Slice Fuck yeah, one I poz I can get gang banged. I let Dante know, “I understand that this would be a one time thing, and I don’t want anyone other than you as well. This would be a great way to celebrate and let the crew know I was HIV positive.” We pulled into the garage of his condo. Nothing as said as we climbed out of his car and walked into the condo. I wasn't really surprised when I saw the two guys from the party restrained in slings getting fucked by members of the crew. Dante leaned towards me and told me what was going on with them and what the plan was for them in response to their attempted rape. After their addiction to Tina and their conversion to total bottoms they were to be shipped south of the border to Miguel where they were to be out to work as whore's. Miguel would make sure they were continually be kept high on Tina and forced to serve any man did wanted to fuck them. Dante knew that Miguel would make them pay for what they did. Looking at the two guys getting fucked I stared to get hard. I stared to think how ironic it would be if I fucked them. I tugged at Dante’s arm and after him, “You think I could fuck them?” Dante answered me with a question, “Can you get it hard enough to fuck them?” I answered by pulling my jeans and underwear off and letting my hard cock spring free. Dante didn’t answer as he too dropped he pants as I stripped the rest of my clothes off as one of the crew was about to blue his load inside one of the ‘rapists’. Once he was done I quickly stepped up and, for the first time in my life, fucked a guy. I didn’t hold back anything as I pounded as hard as I could. Dante was giving the guy I the sling next to me. It took me a good 30 minutes before I felt my balls tingle. I knew my orgasm was eminent as I began to fuck faster. I roared out, “FUCK! I’M CUMMING!” as I shot a huge load into his ass.

Fucking brilliant story man and well written. Keep up good work!

Part 22 Rob woke up to the sound of banging. Standing at the front of the cage was a gym-built stud in a tank and sweat pants. “Wake up whore, time for your workout.” “My name is Tanner and I’m your new personal trainer.” Rob backed himself into the corner when he recognized Tanner as the uncut Top from the party that had made him eat his dick cheese and lick his sweaty body clean. “Out of the cage pig,” Tanner barked. As Rob slowly crawled out, Tanner grabbed him by the hair and pulled. He then put a leather collar around Rob’s neck and snapped on a leash. Tanner yanked on the leash and said “Follow me.” Rob shuffled behind Tanner as they made their way to the gym a few doors down from Rob’s “office”. The gym was fully equipped, although some of the standard equipment looked as though some modifications had been made. Tanner led Rob past a couple other guys who just snickered at him as he went by. “We’ll start with your upper body,” Tanner explained as they approached one of the machines. “Hop up on the seat.” Rob started to move then stopped as he saw the seat. Attached to the seat was a thick 8” butt plug. He looked at Tanner to question him and Tanner started laughing. “I suppose you want some lube pansy boy.” Tanner slicked the plug with some T-laced lube then guided Rob to sit. Rob tried to gradually lower himself on the plug when Tanner pushed him down hard by his shoulders. Rob let out a yelp. Tanner then rubbed his crotch in Rob’s face to stop him from complaining. The Tina in the lube started to relax him and he started to chew on Tanners sweatpants. “I see you are a hungry little bitch but there will be time for that later.” “Grab the bars and start some presses.” “Give me Ten!” Rob got a big surprise when he completed his first set of ten reps. Tanner grabbed a remote and pressed a button. The plug in Rob’s ass started vibrating and flexing. He let out a gasp at the feeling in his horny ass. After a minute or two the plug stopped and Tanner added more weight to the machine and ordered him to do another set. Again after the set, Rob’s ass was given a treat with the vibrating plug. For the next hour Rob was put through a series of exercises working each of his muscle groups. Each and every set was followed by the reward of the vibrating plug. Rob thought he was done after the leg lifts when Tanner helped him off the butt plug. He was wrong. “”You have a couple more areas to work,” Tanner said as he led him over to what looked like a modified squat machine. Rob’s wrists were tied to the hand holds and he was told to squat down. He repeated this a couple more times while Tanner figured out his limit on the amount of weight. Tanner then rolled over a table with a humongous dildo attached to hit. Rob knew what was coming next. As soon as Tanner released the catch the weight would push him down on the dildo. Rob was scared of the look of the dildo. It got thicker towards the base. It he let the weights push him all the way down he was sure he’d be split wide open. As he was psyching himself up for the exercise Tanner stepped up with something else in his hand. “Several guys have commented on how much they like your low hanging balls; so we thought it would be good to develop that a little more too.” Tanner then attached a parachute ball stretcher around the base of Rob’s ball sack and added some weights. While Rob was distracted by the pain in his balls, Tanner released the catch on the machine. The weight pushed Rob down quickly so that at least 6” of the dildo entered his ass before he regained control and lifted himself off of it. Tanner added more weight and released the catch. More of the dido entered Rob’s ass this time but he was able to lift himself off again. Tanner didn’t add any more weight but did make Rob do reps for 15 more minutes. On the last rep Rob could hardly lift himself up, so he was glad Tanner said the workout was over for the day and that he released him from the squat machine. Tanner removed the ball stretcher and handed Rob a pair of plain white briefs and told him to put them on. Although he would wear a jock to the gym, Rob just didn’t like to wear underwear, but he had to admit the support of the tighty whiteys was a comfort to his aching balls. Tanner clamped on the ankle shackles again and told Rob he had a special treat for him. When he pulled out a point, Rob’s eyes lit up. He could use a little boost right now. Rob knew the routine and held out his arm. Rob was getting more and more dependent on the meth. He dropped to his knees and released Tanners cock from his sweats and started sucking on it like his life depended on it. “You are getting better at cock sucking pig.” “You know what I like, get your tongue under that skin.” Tanner motioned over two of the other staff members who were working out. Soon Rob had three hard cocks in his face. He greedily went back and forth between each of them, often taking two at a time in his mouth. He tried for three but his jaws just wouldn’t open that far. It wasn’t long before each of the cocks fed Rob a big load of protein. “Nothing like a protein shake to help build muscle after a workout,” laughed Tanner. The other guys high-fived him and said they had to get to work. Tanner led Rob back to his room. Rob was still horny and his ass was begging to be filled. When they entered the room, Rob saw they weren’t alone. Inside the room were two skinny geeky looking twinks with black rimmed glasses dressed in cartoon character-shirts and jeans. There also was a cameraman. Both of the twinks were very pale as if they never went out in the sun. Tanner pushed Rob down on all fours and removed the leash and collar. Tanner pushed Rob’s ass with his foot and said, “Why don’t you crawl over there and give your visitors a proper welcome.” The two twinks had removed their t-shirts and jeans and were standing there in tighty whiteys and white socks. Each stood about 5’7” and both were very smooth. One had black hair and the other was a strawberry blonde. They appeared to be in their early twenties. There was another thing they seemed to have in common; each was sporting a huge bulge that their tight underwear barely contained. Rob was still flying and horny from his slam and quickly moved toward the twinks and began mouthing their cocks through the white briefs. He heard the unmistakable sound of the twinks inhaling poppers. When they were finished they handed him the little brown bottle. They waited patiently for him to finish but as soon as he handed the bottle back they each pushed his head into their crotches. Rob sucked and drooled so much on their crotches that their cocks were becoming visible though the wet white cotton material. It was then that they removed their briefs and released their cocks. The cocks were humongous. They were at least 10” long and fairly thick. They looked so disproportionate compared to their small thin frames. Rob started deep throating the big cocks, going back and forth between the two them. The twinksgrinned aer to aer and felt in control of the muscle stud servicing them. “That feels awesome jock boy,” the blonde moaned as Rob worked his cock. The other twink moved back to Rob’s ass and started rubbing Rob’s crack through the white briefs. The twink grabbed Rob's briefs and made a small rip in them over Rob's hungry hole. The twink then told his buddy to give Rob another hit of poppers. As Rob inhaled, the twink stuck his cock through the hole in Rob’s briefs and plunged it deep up Rob’s hole. He then began a hard deep assault on Rob’s surprised asshole. Rob let out a muffled moan as he was spit-roasted by the pair of nerds. Soon Rob felt the telltale signs of being loaded with seed. The twinks quickly changed places and the blonde began fucking Rob’s cum lubed hole through the tighty whiteys. The dark haired guy was hard again and urged his partner to hurry up because he wanted to fuck Rob’s ass another time. The blond took a little longer than his buddy but soon added his load to Rob’s ass as well. When the dark haired guy came around to the rear he grabbed Rob’s briefs and tore the hole larger to expose Rob’s entire ass. A couple of quick slaps to Rob’s ass later and he was driving his cock home. The blonde in the meantime was slapping Rob’s face with his flaccid cock. “Open your mouth and stick out your tongue jock boy,” he demanded. He then slapped Rob’s tongue with his slimy cock. This action caused the remnants of cum and ass juices to splash Rob’s face. Being as young as he was, the blonde quickly recovered from his fuck and was rock hard again and began skull fucking Rob. When the dark haired twink came the second time, the pair of twinks switched places. “You gave him two loads so I need to do the same,” the blond said as he pressed his long cock balls deep into Rob. He was slow and deliberate this time making sure that Rob felt every inch and that the camera man got some great slow motion shots of the monster cock fucking Rob's ass. He finished his second fuck and moved to push his partner out of the way so Rob could clean his cock. With that, the pair grabbed their white briefs from the floor. Instead of putting them on however, they shoved one pair in Rob’s mouth and placed the other over his head. The cameraman gave them a thumbs up and stopped filming. “Thanks guys, that’s a wrap.” The two redressed and left the room with the camera man. Rob thought he was done until he felt another cock pressing at his ass opening. “That scene was hot,” Tanner said. “I think I need a little relief before I put you back in your cage.” He reached over to secure the white briefs in Rob’s mouth with his hand and then fucked Rob doggy-style for 20 minutes. Afterward he pushed Rob into his cage and locked the door. The 5 loads up Rob’s ass started to dribble out onto his fleece pet bed. “Rest up cum slut, there is a party tonight for you to work.” “It’s jockstrap night; I’m not sure which station you’ll be at, but I’m sure Nick will make the decision based on the feedback he got from the last party.”

Part 21 It was early Wednesday afternoon before Rob finally woke up. When he opened his eyes and glanced around he realized that he was definitely not in his hotel room. He was naked in a small nondescript room containing a couple of chairs, a large cabinet and a small bed. He wasn’t in that bed however. He found himself curled up in what appeared to be a fleece pet bed inside a large dog cage with thick metal bars. He went to test the strength of the bars but found his hands locked and encased in thick stiff mitts. He couldn’t really grasp the bars; all he could do was hit against them with his open palms. There were also iron manacles around his ankles connected with a short chain so even if he did get out of the cage he wouldn’t get far. His ass was immensely sore. He was afraid to look, but tried to position himself to catch a glimpse in the full length mirror across the room. He could only rise up on all fours due to the height of the cage and it was narrow enough that he couldn’t really turn enough to see his ass in the mirror. When he touched his ass with his mitted hand he found it to be very tender and it felt swollen to him. That was the least of his problems, he had come down of his drug high and his whole body itched and ached for another fix. He was trembling and didn’t know why. He just knew he needed something to make him feel better. Rob called out “Hello… Hello; Can anybody hear me?” There was no answer. All he could do was lay there in the cage curled up in a ball and try not to think about how horrible he felt. He also was parched; he really needed something to drink. There was some sort of bottle hanging from the cage door down near his feet. He crawled around and managed to turn himself to face the door. Sure enough it was a water bottle with this strange looking nozzle. Rob tried to remove the bottle and nozzle but without his fingers he was unable to do so. He stared a little longer at the nozzle and realized it was shaped like a penis. He needed water so he took the penis nozzle in his mouth and sucked on it like a baby bottle. He was rewarded with a trickle of water. He recognized the strange taste. Where ever he was, it also had the same strange tasting water as the water at Master Nick’s Leather shop. He was so thirsty he drank nearly the whole quart bottle and then he lay back down. He still felt bad but the water did perk him up a little. It also made his cock harden. Now he was in misery and horny. About an hour later Nick entered the room. “Nice to see you survived your party,” he said. “Nick please let me out of this cage, I need to go; people will be looking for me,” begged Rob. Nick just shook his head and then sternly replied, “First off boy, you need to address me as either Sir, Master or Master Nick, do you understand?” Rob did not reply so Nick kicked him through the cage bars. “Do you understand?” “Yes Sir,” replied Rob.” “Next,” Nick continued, “I don’t think anyone will miss you; in fact most people will be glad you are gone, apparently you didn’t treat people too well.” “As far as your job, you put in your resignation on Monday via your cell phone.” Nick paused and looked at Rob’s shocked face. He then started laughing, “Well actually you were fired after those pornographic pictures of yourself were sent to the company wide e-mail distribution list from your phone.” “Who knew your HR department had such stringent rules about the distribution of pornographic material via company e-mail.” Rob was horrified and speechless. He knew the power of sending pictures on someone else’s phone, after all he had done it many times and had a record of destroying peoples’ relationships, reputations and lives in the process. He never expected that he would be caught up and ruined in a similar manner. After Nick decided his last informational tidbit had settled in with Rob he continued with more news. “Since you have your rent, utility and other bills all on automatic payments, none of your creditors will notice you are gone either.” “We’ll keep an eye on things for you though; that file you stored on your phone with all your account numbers and passwords is so useful.” “But enough of that chit chat, we need to help you in your quest to be transformed into a cum dump bottom.” Nick walked over to the cabinet in the room and retrieved a loaded point from it. He returned to the cage and squatted down to get closer to Rob. “I imagine you are feeling pretty sick right now.” “Coming down from the party drugs is such a bummer.” “It’s only going to get worse unless you get another fix.” With that Nick started waving the syringe back and forth in front of Rob. “You ready to feel better pig boy?” Rob now fully realized why he felt so terrible. Although Rob tried to act the part of a tough guy, he knew he needed the meth. He extended his arm through the cage bars to get slammed. He felt so much better once the drugs were in his system. Now between that and the fuck water he had drunk, he was ready for some sex. Nick sent a text on his phone and a few minutes later two men entered the room. One was a young well-built ginger that had a familiar look to Rob. The other guy was carrying a video camera and started filming. The ginger took off his clothes and his hard cock sprung out and pointed at Rob. “You remember Red don’t you,” Nick asked Rob. Rob shook his head no. In fact he was a bit apprehensive about the question. He had to admit though the guy had a good body. “Red, turn around and spread your ass cheeks maybe that will jog the pig’s memory.” The ginger smiled and then turned around, spread his cheeks and pressed his ass against the cage bars. It then hit Rob; it was the ginger from the first party. He had fucked that ass at least twice he recalled. Rob licked his lips and patted the smooth ginger’s ass with his mitted hand. “Have a seat Red; the pig will be over in a minute.” Red sat in a chair spread his legs and started to slowly stroke his cock. Nick turned to Rob and said, ”Time to hone your oral skills, crawl over there and suck Red’s cock.” Nick unlocked the cage and opened the door. Rob exited and tried to stand, but Nick quickly hooked his boot on the chain connecting Rob’s ankles and tripped him. Rob fell with a thud. ”I said CRAWL over there and service Red’s cock.” Rob took Red’s cock in his mouth and started to slowly suck. Red grabbed Rob by the back of the head and forced Rob down on his cock. “Don’t be shy pig, I may be a bottom but I do love when a fellow pig services my cock.” Once Rob had his face buried in the ginger pubes, Red held him there and said “Breathe in that smell and concentrate.” “You are there to pleasure me that should bring you pleasure as well.” The slam had twisted Rob enough that it was easy for him to not think about what he was doing but rather only the pleasure of doing it. Red started pumping Rob’s mouth and throat. He grabbed Rob by the ears to control the depth of his strokes. Rob quickly was deep throating on his own and Red shot his sperm down Rob’s throat. “You’ll get better with some more practice.” Red and Nick helped Rob to his feet and led him to the bed. Rob was confused as they got him positioned on his knees with his ass pointed toward the center of the bed. “Red just said he was a bottom, why would he fuck me,” thought Rob. Red took two fingers and probed Rob’s ass, Rob just sighed at the intrusion. Red then got on the bed in the same position with his ass pointed towards Rob. It made no sense to Rob until Nick showed up with a double headed dildo. Nick greased the dildo up with some T-laced lube and pressed one end in Red and the other in Rob’s ass. Having something in his ass was meeting another need for Rob and all his pleasure signals started firing to his brain again. He slowly bucked his ass to try to get the toy to slide across his prostrate but wasn’t having a lot of success. Red chuckled and yelled back to Rob,” This is what you need ass muscle control for.” With that Red squeezed his ass tight on the dildo and thrust his hips back toward Rob. The motion drove another 4” of the dildo up Rob’s ass in one quick movement. Rob yelped. Red then gripped the dildo with his ass and pulled out a few inches of the dildo from Rob’s ass, only to repeat the previous action and drive more back in. After a few repetitions Rob started getting the idea and started to mimic Red and would drive the dildo further into Red. While his ass muscle control wasn’t on par with Red, he was learning. It became almost a contest to see who could impale the other the deepest on the dildo. The pair fucked each other on opposite ends of the two headed toy for nearly an hour before Nick stopped them. “That’s enough for today boys.” “We got some great footage for the website.” “I think the subscribers are going to love it.” Nick pulled out the dildo with a plop. Red jumped up and got dressed. “I’ll be here Thursday at the normal time for the party,” he said as he walked out the door. Rob on the other hand was put back in his cage. The cameraman brought in a dog bowl full of soft mushy food and placed it in the cage with Rob. He also refilled the water bottle. Nick looked at Rob as he was relocking the cage and said “Eat up; you’ll start your work-outs tomorrow morning.” “We need to have you fully recuperated so you can be in service tomorrow night for the jockstrap party.”

Part 61 - Sauna Rendezvous Ric sat in the storage room between Joe and Kyle. He leaned over and kissed Joe and then turned and kissed Kyle. “Thanks guys, that was really hot. I think I should get back to the pool, though” Ric said. “Yeah and I don’t want to get surprised in here again” Joe replied. The three put their clothes back on and walked out of the storage room. They walked into the main wrestling room and stopped at the trophy case by the door. Ric looked around and found six trophies from the past couple years that had a name Joe on them. “Are these yours?” He asked. “Yeah. It seems that it doesn’t matter how good you are if the coaches are fag haters you’ll get booted. I’m surprised they haven’t taken them out and pitched them” Joe said. They got back to the pool area and then sat down where Ric was earlier. “Any idea what you’re going to do when you graduate?” Joe asked Ric. “I’ve been accepted here at State and a few other schools. Part of me thinks that this is too close to home, though” Ric said. “It depends on your relationship with your parents. Yours is much better than mine. It’s still good to move away and be your own person. You’ve changed a lot since I met you. You’re more confident and get laid a lot more” Joe said with a laugh. Ric laughed along with Joe. “Yeah and I owe it all to you. You really don’t know how much I appreciate what you did. It may have been a job, but you could have taken the easy way out and just fucked me and did nothing else. My mom is still pissed about the tattoo, by the way. It’s a good thing she hasn’t seen the other one” Ric said. “Its your body. You should do what you want to change it - hair, clothes, tattoos, piercings, STDs. Do what you want and not what others think you should do” Kyle said. “Yeah, I will. I want to get some more ink and…” Ric said, his voice trailing off. “And what?” Joe asked. “That piercing that Kyle has is so fucking hot. I couldn’t believe how good it felt when he was fucking me” Ric said. Kyle laughed. “The ladder? You were the first guy that got to experience it. It finally healed enough to fuck with and Joe was busy with some guy last night so I didn’t get a chance to fuck him with it yet” he said. “You know, that cock of yours would look really good with a ladder. I think your foreskin would make a PA uncomfortable. Maybe you can talk to Daryl about it.” “Hmm, thats a good idea. I’ve been wanting to get up here and have him pierce my nips. Maybe I can get the coach to drop me off tomorrow morning” Ric said. Ric tapped out a message and got a reply from Daryl only a minute later. “All set. Just gotta be there by 10” Ric said. “If you get a ladder, be sure your balls are empty tomorrow morning, you won’t be fucking for a few weeks until it heals” Kyle said. There was a short pause and then Joe said “State is a good school and you know a few people around here already. Unfortunately, we won’t be here in the fall. Kyle and I graduate at the end of the semester. What other schools did you get accepted to?” Ric’s face went blank. The smile disappeared and his head dropped. He never even considered that Joe would be graduating at the same time he was. “Damn, I was hoping that you would still be around here next year. I was leaning towards State. Do you know what you’re going to do?” Ric asked. “The asshole already has a job” Kyle piped in. “Yeah, I got a job from one of the job fairs here at school. I’m moving out to Silicon Valley in California after I graduate. It will be cool since I’ll be near my brother and he can help me get used to a completely new place” Joe said enthusiastically. “Oh?” Ric said, the smile quickly coming back. “One of the places I got accepted is in San Jose.” Joe chuckled. Ric continued “You don’t think it would be creepy if I I went out there, would you? I mean, I wouldn’t stalk you or anything but the thing that is keeping me from going there is that I wouldn’t know anyone within a thousand miles.” “Just remember what I told you earlier, Ric. If you’re cool with that, then no, it wouldn’t be creepy. Sometimes its good to be completely free to do what you want and a long distance can give you that freedom. You could even meet the guy who pozzed me up and therefore, you” Joe said. After chatting a while longer, Joe and Kyle left leaving Ric by himself again. He watched the swimmers and coaches, spending extra time with his eyes on both Spencer and Marcus. He wondered if Marcus would really stop by the hotel room but decided that there was little chance that he would be interested. The final whistle blew and the day’s swim sessions were now over. The team headed back to the hotel and the guys were all giving Ric a hard time about the mark on his neck. “Did you find a vampire?” followed by “that must have been a powerful vacuum that attacked you.” As they got out of the van, the coach said “Same routine as yesterday. Get some rest and we will meet for dinner at 7” Coach Adams went up to his room and showered and cleaned out. He was ready to head back down to the sauna and couldn’t figure out why he was nervous. He had hooked up with lot of guys before, but this one seemed different. He decided to skip the workout tonight and just get his sweat from the steam and Dennis’s cock. Dressed in workout gear, he headed down to the gym hoping he didn’t run into any of his swim team members like he did the day before. He got downstairs without spotting any of his team and walked through the gym quickly to avoid being seen by the two guys that were there working out. Once in the locker room he breathed a sigh of relief. After months of no dick to suck, let alone get fucked by, here he was being a total slut. His boyfriend understood - they had an agreement that whenever one was away, they could satisfy their needs elsewhere. The coach took his clothes off, stuffing them into a locker and grabbed a towel before walking over to the sauna. He opened the door and looked in. Two guys were already there, laying on their towels and enjoying the heat. He looked closer and one of the guys was the guy that he hooked up with at the bar. In a mild panic, the coach wasn’t sure what to do. It would look suspicious if he closed the door and went back to the locker room to wait for the manager. “Come on in, coach” said Corey. Coach Adams went in and took a seat back in the corner where Dennis had fucked him the day before. He looked over and Corey was leaning back with his eyes closed again. The other guy seemed to be a few years younger than Corey and had several tattoos that he could see. In the dim light he wasn’t sure what they were but he admired the athletic body that the guy had as well as the nice cock that was hanging between his legs. He thought he glimpsed something on the end of his cock but he wasn’t sure. He leaned back and felt the heat come over his body and he started to sweat. A few minutes later the door opened and the coach looked to see who it was. He hoped it wasn’t anyone from the swim camp or really, anyone other than Dennis. He was anxious to see Dennis and figure out where they could go for their carnal activities. Whoever it was, was holding the door open and letting some of the heat escape. He saw Corey nod and then Dennis walked in. He flipped the lock again and the coach looked back at Dennis. He didn’t want anyone else to see him get fucked. He guessed it would be ok if Corey saw, since they had fucked Thursday night, but the stranger he was concerned about. “Hi coach. I see you’re right on time. I guess that means you’re up for a repeat” Dennis said. The coach looked surprised and his body said he was very uneasy. “Uh… maybe” the coach said quietly. “Oh, don’t worry about these guys. I invited them along. Your ass is so good I wanted to share” Dennis said with a grin. “You’ve already met my boyfriend and this is a friend of ours… Dave” Dennis added. “Uh… I really don’t know. I don’t have a lot of time before I have to meet for dinner” the coach said nervously. “Already taken care of. The team knows you’ll be a little late. Now, who would you like to take first?” asked Dennis as he moved over closer to the coach. Joe stood up first and moved over next to Dennis and then Corey joined them. The three stood there looking at the coach, watching his eyes get bigger. The coach swallowed hard and looked back and forth. “Did he say boyfriend?” the coach asked himself. “Well?” asked Corey. “Uh… right to left, I guess” the coach said, pointing from his right to left - Corey, Joe, then Dennis. Corey smiled and kneeled on the lower bench and pushed the coach’s legs back, spreading his ass and started to lick the coach’s taint and then licked around the puckered hole. Sweat was dripping off the coach’s body already, adding a more intense salty flavor to the coach’s scent from the other night. Corey loved it and licked harder around the quivering hole. The coach closed his eyes and moaned as Corey started to probe with his tongue into the coach’s pussy. Several minutes passed and the coach was getting anxious to feel Corey’s shaft inside him again. Opening his eyes, the coach saw Dennis and Dave making out while stroking each other’s cock. He was jolted back to Corey when he felt two fingers push inside him. The coach clamped down tight around the fingers, letting Corey know he was ready to milk whatever went into his ass. Corey grinned and finger fucked some spit inside the coach’s hole. He added another glob of spit and twisted his fingers around inside, making one last attempt to stretch the coach’s sphincter open. Standing up, Corey folded the coach’s legs back and lined up his rigid cock, sliding into his hole. Corey’s face was only a short distance away from the coach’s and they locked eyes while Corey’s cock descended deeper into the coach. The coach breathed heavy, trying to relax. It had been a while since he had done group sex, but the last couple days had proven to him how badly he needed to get fucked. His boyfriend had fucked him almost every day before he left, leaving him sore and full of at least one load, but that was months ago. Corey’s cock was stretching him open as it slid in and out slowly. His cock got harder from the pain of a cock invading him with very little lube. It was a reminder that he was giving his ass up for another man to use as he pleased. The shaft inside him hit the spot, pressuring his prostate and causing his cock to start to ooze precum over his stomach. Each stroke Corey gave him got harder until the pain had vanished and he was in the zone. Corey’s cock thrust into him hard, picking up where they had left off two nights earlier. Their eyes were still locked together while their lower bodies slammed together. The bench started to squeak and the coach’s head hit the wall a few times until he had slid back far enough that he was pinned against it. The jabs from Corey’s dick were torturing the soft walls of his colon but he loved being used like this. Corey whispered “You want this, don’t you?” “Oh god yes! Fuck and breed me” the coach yelled out. Corey responded by ramming his cock in faster and faster until his balls drew up and he slammed in deep and laid on top of the coach. Corey kissed the coach as his balls shot their seed into the coach’s throbbing hole. The coach felt the warmth of Corey’s cum fill his body and he instinctively began to milk Corey’s cock, sucking every drop of semen out that he could. Corey pushed himself up and gave the coach one last kiss before pulling his cock out of the red, quivering hole. Corey stood there a moment, giving both himself and the coach a quick break before the next round. Once Corey moved out of the way, Joe took his place between the coach’s legs. The coach looked down and saw the pierced rigid shaft, dripping precum. He moaned, remembering the last guy with a pierced cock that had fucked him and how good it was with all sorts of different feelings that left him feeling it for days. He looked over Dave’s body, admiring the muscles before looking at his face. The thin beard framed an almost friendly face, except the fire in his eyes said he was an intense person. He looked back down and tried to make out the tattoo on his arm and chest and then was drawn lower to his cock. Another tattoo was behind it, partially obscured by his trimmed pubes. The coach felt Dave’s cock teasing his tender pucker and he pushed a little cum out, letting it cover the head of Dave’s cock. He heard Dave chuckle right before he pushed in. The coach felt the steel horseshoe plow through his hole followed by the thick mushroom head. The coach moaned as Dave’s cock sunk deeper inside him, lubed by the large load that Corey had just dumped in him. Dave held the coach’s legs up and leaned forward, laying them on his shoulders while his cock drove deeper into the coach’s silky, wet hole. He felt the ring tug on his cock with each stroke and it sent chills through his body and leaked more toxic precum inside, adding to Corey’s neg load. Joe drove his cock in and out and occasionally would give a hard thrust, slamming in deep and causing the coach to gasp. The more he pounded the more cum was forced out of the coach’s pussy. A froth of Corey’s cum and Joe’s precum surrounded the coach’s assring and the base of Joe’s cock. Joe felt his cock throb and he adjusted his attack on the coach’s hole, finding the right angle to bump the coach’s prostate with each stroke. He saw the coach’s eyes roll back and his cock head became shiny from the precum that was leaking out again. Joe’s thrusts started to get harder as his balls started to tingle. The coach looked back at him, knowing what was coming. Joe leaned over more, pinning the coach into the corner and asked “You want this load?” The coach nodded his head yes. “Say it? I want you to beg for it” Joe said quietly but with an urgency in his voice. “Fuck yeah. Breed me! Give me another load” the coach yelled out. “Yeah, thats a good piggy” Joe said breathlessly as he pummeled the coach’s hole. He slammed in, folding the coach up even more. His face was inches away from the coach’s and said “Take another poz load. You’re gonna be good and knocked up when we’re done.” Joe’s first volley of charged cum shot into the coach and his hole squeezed tight around Joe’s cock. Two more volleys pumped into the coach’s abused cunt. “Wwwwhhhat? Please! Oh god…” the coach said, with a mixture of fear and excitement in his voice. Joe pulled back and rammed back in, garnering a grunt from the coach and adding two more spurts of toxic sperm into him. Dennis was surprised that Joe had revealed his status. He had been planning to stealth the coach and let him silently join the rest of his team in the brotherhood “Oh my god… yeah… do it. poz me up” the coach said between gasps. The pulses from Joe’s cock faded, but he left his cock planted into the coach’s ass. A grin came over Joe’s face. “Atta boy” Joe said and then slowly pulled his cock out of the tortured hole. In the dim light it was hard to tell, but the cum dripping out of the coach didn’t look exactly white. He stepped off the lower bench and let Dennis take his place. “You want more?” Dennis asked. The coach looked Dennis in the eye and nodded. “Say it…” Dennis said. “Fuck me with your poz cock and knock me up” the coach pleaded. Dennis plowed his cock into the still gaping hole, forcing the air out of the coach’s lungs. He pounded the coach for several minutes and pulled out. He shoved three fingers deep into the coach’s hole, twisting and covering them with spooge. Pulling them out, he fed the mixture to the coach who sucked and licked his fingers clean. Driving his cock back in, he folded the coach up and hammered his hole until he felt his balls start to tighten up. Dennis let out a growl as his cock started to shoot it’s infected cream into the coach’s hole. The coach moaned out “Fuck yeah! Gimme that dirty load.” Dennis’s throbbing cock kept pumping more cum in mixing with Joe's and Corey’s loads. Dennis was face to face with the coach. He looked deep into his eyes as they stared at each other. All he saw was lust and a hunger for more - no fear, no regret. They stood there fore several minutes, with Dennis’s cock still planted into the coach’s pussy and not letting any of the bug ridden seed drip out. Dennis finally pulled out and climbed off the coach. When he turned around, he found Corey pinned against the wall with Joe’s cock deep in his ass. He only saw the last few thrusts Joe made before he added his cum into Corey’s prep’d hole. “Damn, I turn my back a few minutes and you’re breeding my boyfriend” Dennis said to Joe with a smirk. “I couldn’t resist. He’s got such a great ass” Joe replied. “Shit, that’s what that tattoo is. I thought it was a sunburst when I saw it yesterday” the coach said. Dennis laughed. “Nope. I like to advertise. Who knows, you might have earned yours too.” “I never had the guts to go looking for poz loads, but theres no way I was gonna refuse getting bred from three hot poz guys” the coach said. “Sorry, only two. I’m on prep” Corey said. “Still, it was a hot fuck from all three of you” Coach Adams said. “If you want more, I can try and send a few guys up to your room later tonight” Dennis offered. “Really? Sure. It just has to be after the team has headed to their rooms” the coach replied.

Your first name (or a name you'll respond to): boy or whatever the top wants. Your cell number (for texts and voice calls? message me on here or A4A (Orionboy1) A location (be at least as specific as a zip code): Tampa FL 33614 Times you're generally not available: Flexible schedule Age: 30 Height: 5'10" Weight:160 Ethnicity: white sub bottom boy, waxed smooth hole, Always have fresh poppers.

Before I start.... Thanks to all of you who emailed me with ideas of how to please the fans of Mr. Ali's export business (in a different story line.) I will probably start a new story with an alternative to Lukas once I think the plot through a little more. But, thank you for your kind words. I am not much of a writer, but your kind words and supportive comments sure make me want to be better and write more. ;o) Part 18,... I had a dream My head was still buried into the pillow as I woke to the smell of bacon filling my nostrils. Bacon? Bacon? really? I love bacon. Where am I? My mom would be too hung over this early to be cooking. Wait, my birthday is over she wouldn't cook for me if not a special day. Particularly bacon, she can't afford that these days. I realize I am totally naked and this bed is like a cloud, so soft, so warm. I feel someone moving under the covers and they roll over behind me. This big arm covered in fur wraps around my side to my chest and pulls me in tight to him. WTF? Oh shit. There is a guy in bed with me. I open my eyes and as they adjust to the light I realize I am in Mr. C's house. Oh, that right, I slept over. I smiled as I realized he must be making breakfast. Well, wait. Whose arm is this? Just then I feel warm breath on my neck and stubble from his beard and Uncle Terry whispers into my ear, 'Good morning pup, how did you sleep?' Oh, right of course, Uncle Terry slept over too. He tightened his arm around me and pulled me closer as he pulled up behind me at the same time. I could feel his hairy stomach and chest on my back, I could feel his hairy legs entwine with mine, I could feel his groin press up to my smooth boy butt. He was totally naked.... and I froze. Oh shit, I jacked off with them last night. What was I thinking? My mind was racing. What am I doing? I felt Uncle Terry plant a bunch of kisses on my neck and shoulder and just held me tight. Oh man, there my cock goes again, it is getting hard. Are you fricken kidding me? Why am I getting hard. I know I must have to pee.? No, not really, I don't have to pee. Sensing my tenseness he said...'Can you just relax and cuddle with me a minute. It's just a cuddle'. 'Oh, I am sorry Mr. Terry, I mean Uncle Terry. My mind is still trying to catch up with me.' As I laid there and calmed down and melted back into the amazing bed I felt how sniff my legs were and how sore my butt was. Then, I started to have these memories. Oh, I had very intense dream last night. I remember being in a dark room with candles. More of it started to come into my head. I was so relaxed and focused, I was in my own little world quietly spoke out loud, 'wow, that was so bizarre'. The sound of Uncle Terry saying, 'What was bizarre', shocked me back to reality. I opened my eyes again as I heard Mr. C coming down the hallway humming and singing. I said, 'I had this really bizarre dream last night and I am just remembering it. Oh man, that was so strange really. You were in it Uncle Terry.' Just then Mr. C sat on the side of the bed he slept on. I was facing him and cuddled in right behind me was Uncle Terry. Mr. C said, 'well look at you two cuddle buddies. I am making breakfast for us, it is almost done. Uncle Terry was in what Lukas'. He raised his hand and ran it through my hair and seemed to be calming down my bedhead look I had going on. 'Actually, you know, now that I think of it. You were both in it,' I said. Uncle Terry said, 'apparently Lukas had a very strange dream last night and we were both in it,' Uncle Terry commented. Mr. C said, 'Oh do tell, I love the creativity of dreams.' 'Oh, it was very strange. I was in this really dark room with just candles. You two were there standing next to this hammock thing I was in. It is like the hammock you have down in the rec room Mr. C. Oh, no, I better not talk about it.' I saw Mr. C look at Uncle Terry with wide eyes and then looked at me and said 'why not pup'. 'Well, it is very embarrassing and kind of confusing.' Uncle Terry nuzzled up even closer behind me. I could feel his sniffing penis against my lower back and butt. He commented, 'Aww, Lukas, remember we are buddies and buddies can talk about anything'. Mr. C looked concerned and rustled my hair back up after he just put it into place and said....'lets go eat, Lukas doesn't like his bacon too crispy' I was starving and started to sit up and said, 'how did you know that Mr. C'? He started to laugh and said, 'don't you remember telling me?' 'I told you I don't like crisp bacon?' 'Yes, probably 10 or 11 years ago, some of the other kids were having a lemonade sale in their yard. Your parents were gone and your siblings weren't watching you well. So you cooked up about 10 pounds of bacon and picked lettuce and tomatoes from your moms prized garden and were selling BLT sandwiches out by the street for a quarter each if the bacon was crispy and $.30 if it was done correctly. I thought it was so cute that I ended up buying like 15 of them.' 'Wow, I do remember that now that you say it. You were my hero and I wrote you a card.' 'Yes and it is still hanging on my fridge, come see'. As he pulled the blanket back, I couldn't hide my boner. 'Um Lukas, look how hard your cock is, what's going on down there?' Mr. C asked. 'Well Uncle Terry was hugging me and, well and, well I am not sure, it just felt really nice the way he was holding me. I felt safe and secure and I don't know, kind of felt loved and wanted in a way.' As Uncle Terry started to get out of bed, I could see his hard on in the light of day. It was huge and beautiful. I must have stared too long because I then heard him clear his throat and say, 'hey Lukas, eyes up here' and he laughed. I must have turned bright red because he quickly said, 'I am just joshing you, it liked the way yours looks too.' Just then Mr. C came up from behind and put my arms through a beautiful white robe. He then went over to Uncle Terry and put one on him and leaned in, kissed him on the cheek and said 'good morning babe'. What an interesting thing to say I thought as Mr. C took my hand and lead me down the hall to the kitchen. 'Wow, all of my favorite's cinnamon french toast, watermelon, bacon and juice', I said with a big smile. 'Not just bacon, but look, it is thick and limp not crispy....just the way you like it and I pressed the juice myself.' Uncle Terry patted Mr. C on the ass and said 'nice work, this looks amazing and that bacon is the only thick and yet limp thing in the room' as he looked down at Mr. C's robe that was tented out. 'Now, Lukas, lets hear more about this dream.' 'Are you sure I should say? It is really pretty freaky, I might just need to keep this to myself? I did some pretty awful and sinful things.' Uncle Terry quickly poured some coffee for himself, Mr. C and handed me a mug. 'Oh, I cant drink coffee, that is the devil's water and will stunt my growth.' I said. 'I am good with juice. I love all kinds of juice'. 'Well by all means, we don't want your growth stunted big boy,' Uncle Terry said with a smirk. Mr. C then said, 'it is ok Lukas if you dont want to tell us about your dream, but sometimes I have learned by talking it out makes it better.' 'Well. ok.... here goes.... I was in this dark room and there were candles burning. You were both there, but you were dressed in these leather costumes. Like you had a hat on, a vest, these cool arm bands, some type of like harness or chest protector, boots, the whole thing. Oh and you were both smoking a huge fat cigar.' 'Oh, you remember all this from your dream you had'? Uncle Terry said. 'Oh and out of curiosity, how did we look in those leather costumes (in air quotes) as you say'. 'Oh yes, that was all in the dream. You guys looked super cool. Like something out of a magazine or on a poster, totally bad ass. And then there was a guy, I think he was probably middle eastern, he had dark skin and was covered in fur.' 'Fur? That's an interesting term for it' Mr. C said. 'Well, that's where it gets really strange. I was like no longer in the hammock but floating over it and I was looking down at myself. But the guy kept calling me princess and she and her and girl and baby. And, well. He.... He was doing stuff to me, I mean her.' 'Stuff?' they both asked in unison. 'Yeah he was having, well, he was putting his penis inside her.' 'He fucked you? I mean his princess? I mean the person in the hammock'? Uncle Terry said while playing with himself through the robe. 'Yeah and he kept telling her that he was going to give his princess his special gift. And I moaned, I mean she moaned and moaned and Mr. C was playing with my tits. I mean her tits. With the person in the hammock's tits. It was all very confusing. There were times when it was me for sure, but then there were times when it looked like me, but I was a she. I dont know. It is stupid and doesnt make sense.' 'Well lets not worry about, did you like it? Did you like what was happening, I mean was it a good dream?' 'Oh yes, near the end my penis erupted and shot all over the place like old faithful in Yellowstone,' I said. 'Oh, you had a wet dream Lukas, those are very common, Mr. C said. 'I just remembered something, Mr. C, you kept calling me son and I kept calling you daddy. Isn't that a hoot?'. 'Yeah, that is something' Mr. C said. 'Well, what did you think about me calling you my son? My sweet sweet son.'? I got a big smile and said. 'oh yes Mr. C, it was great. I was very proud to be your son.' As we finished up our breakfast, Uncle Terry said. 'Ok, I have heard enough for now.... Tony, is there some of your special 'Jungle Juice' in the fridge Lukas might like?' 'Terry, I think we are on to something here, maybe Lukas is happy with his orange juice, maybe he doesn't want more juice.' 'The boy said he loves ALL KINDS of JUICE, I am SURE he would love our special Jungle Juice.' They went back and forth about this juice for a minute and debating whether or not I should have more juice. The juice Mr. C had made was delicious but this new juice sounded great, but why are they arguing over it? So, I just said, 'If it wouldn't be too much trouble, Mr. C, I would love some more juice and I never heard of the safari juice, oh, wait, I mean jungle juice, but it sounds really good.' and I winked at him. 'Ok, ok, ok, you two win, I think we were doing great, but sure, why not make this easier' as he reached down and adjusted himself....'you can have the juice.' 'I tell you what Tony, I really need some help NOW, not in a hour, or not in a day or two if that works out like you want it too.... but now..... or I am going to explode. Just a little juice now but you can say enough is enough whenever you want.' 'Oh, I understand, I am sorry Mr. C for pushing it, I got really good tips last night, I am happy to pay for the jungle juice well and the bacon, it must be very expensive juice.' 'No, it's not that Lukas, but yes, I agree, I am suddenly in need of some juice too. Tell you what, Uncle Terry and I will go back to my bedroom, could you be a big sport and put these dishes in the sink and then get the bottle of Jungle Juice out of the door in the fridge, it is in a small brown bottle. Once you have it, come down to the bedroom ok?' They walked down the hall whispering to themselves and I quickly rinsed the dishes and put them into the dishwasher and went to get the safari juice, no, I mean the Jungle Juice. As I grabbed the handle and open the refrigerator door I saw the handmade Thank you note I made to Mr. C when I was just a young lad. The card had my bacon stand on it and me giving Mr. C a big hug. I smiled and opened the refrigerator door...

So I guess my main question is where in the world are you located? Because depending on that, there are tons of options for you, that would mean no matter what the outcome you live a very full normal life. By the language you use, and dialect I'm guessing in the UK, even if you quote the CDC. FYI, I Know EXACTLY how you feel. I didnt get tested for three years at one point way back when I was fucking my HIV+ boyfriend raw, I just assumed I had it. The problem is that fatalistic approach took a huge drag on other parts of my life. After I finally got tested, and in my case it came back negative, I swore I would never do that again, because no matter what the result, not knowing is worse in almost every case. At that point I also went into outreach and prevention. I really hate giving bad news, but I can also tell you in most cases, even when people think they are HIV+, it comes back negative, non-reactive. My friend who just tested poz, was literally stunned when he heard the news... He had tested neg two weeks before, and he only tops! but it happens. Less than a month later, his life hasn't changed one bit except a pill a day. HIV is only a fate today if you let it be one. Otherwise, you will have a regular life, and can fuck guys as long as you please bare!

It's a lengthy explanation- something about bacteria under foreskin. I cut this from article: While the men showed similar communities of microbes before the circumcision operation, 12 months later, the circumcised men harbored dramatically fewer bacteria that survive in low oxygen conditions. They also had 81% less bacteria overall compared to the uncircumcised men, and that could have a dramatic effect on the men’s ability to fight off infections like HIV, says Price. Previous studies showed that circumcised men lowered their risk of transmitting HIV by as much as 50%, making the operation an important tool in preventing infection with the virus. Why? A high burden of bacteria could disrupt the ability of specialized immune cells known as Langerhans cells to activate immune defenses. Normally, Langerhans are responsible for grabbing invading microbes like bacteria or viruses and presenting them to immune cells for training, to prime the body to recognize and react against the pathogens. But when the bacterial load increases, as it does in the uncircumcised penile environment, inflammatory reactions increase and these cells actually start to infect healthy cells with the offending microbe rather than merely present them.

Glad to see someone like minded as me since I been divorced I slept with more men than I have women and loved being B.B. bottom just had no luck of a pozzed cock or cocks still a neg bottom in Texas here

Part 10; Tom and I had gone downstairs, leaving the twink restrained, gagged, gaping, and his cunt savagely wrecked and full of a mixture of beautiful DNA. Tom was feeling pretty tired. He was going to stay over, and get stoned whilst the action upstairs carried on, letting in anyone who turned up for the next part of the evening. After a while I went back upstairs with a clear mixing bowl. On the play room door I put a clear sign that said each person who came inside the boys cunt to mark a strike bottom of the sign (pen attached to the door on string). I get off on knowing how many loads a guys has taken, especially if he has taken a lot. I entered the playroom, and as if it were taking a breath the boy bloomed, farting, with goo squirting out. Beautiful! I took the ball-gag off. 'So, you want MORE cum, huh?' 'Yes Sir'. 'When Men start to come into the room, you are to hold that mixing bowl by your chin'. 'Yes Sir'. I released him from the restraints, and got him on the vinyl play sheet. I attached a collar and leash. Kneeling behind him I again buried my face in his warm, wet, gaping cunt, sucking, chewing, and slurping. I kept sticking in 3 fingers, pulling out, and licking the sweet mixture. It tasted wonderful. His Rose barely retracted now, but when it did, he needed no prompting to bloom. After a time of eating him out, the first naked arrivals of the W/App group came in. He did as he was told and put the mixing bowl by his chin. I then inserted a plastic dental cheek retractor which kept his mouth forced open, leaving him only able to swallow from the back of his throat and not his tongue. I stood by him, holding his leash. The 7 guys that just walked in all started hovering around the twink, wanking off. One by one they shot their load, most of it ending up in the mixing bowl, but also on his face and lips, and a decent amount in his mouth, which was now collecting in a pool at the front of his mouth. As time went on more naked Men came in, all immediately hovering around the boy, waiting their turn to bolt their loads. Each time a guy shot I made a note of how many loads there were. It now stood at 16. I took the bowl from the boy, took him to the rubbered mattress (like a dog), and got him to tilt his head back. I slowly poured in the remaining parts to the 16 loads in his mouth. Removing the dental cheek retractor I ordered him to spit the cum back into the bowl. There was so much it dripped down over his chin. I went and got the 3rd and final of the 3 DNA cocktail syringes and squirted about half into the bowl, and mixed it into the thick gloopy cum. 'Tilt your head back boy'. 'Yes Sir'. I again slowly poured in all 16 loads into his mouth. 'Drink that toxic pink cum you cunt'. He took about 4-5 gulps, then swallowed the final lot. I walked him into the centre of the rubbered mattress and attached 'Fist Mitts' to his hands, so his hands would be disabled, and he'd be on all 4's like a puppy. Once again I attached the ball-gag, and put a stainless steel dog bowl under his head. I said; 'Let's go for some Beers' ... Leaving the twink waiting for more. I went to go for a piss and noticed some guys had already pissed in the bath, as requested in the group chat, so, I added to that lot. Once downstairs there were more naked arrivals, all milling about drinking, including my good friend Rob. Out of everyone there, he to my knowledge had much more to give to the twink! ***** LOUD squeals for Part 11 ... If you are enjoying what you read, feel free to 'like', or 'up vote' the parts you like

232 loads in 3 months! That's the definition of a true whore. I'm 28 and I that's the amount of loads I have given in my whole life.

I'm need change my zodiac sign, of Virgo to Scorpio... Anyone want help me?

Thanks to Ray for editing my story into a more understanding language, and i added a new chapter to the story, more to come if you like it

I am into drinking chem piss to get high, and my dealer agreed to give me his chem piss. I provided him a 2 liters bottle for him to fill up in which he complained that he won’t be able to piss that much. But he said he would ask his other dealer buddies and maybe his costumers to help him fill the bottle with their piss. A few hours later. I picked up a completely filled 2 liters pissed bottle and drank it through out the day without any idea who else filled the bottle besides him. PS: the chem piss was super strong as they were piss from dealers.

As a fag myself, I enjoy being called names... being slapped/smacked around, spit on, cum on... I like exiting an adult bookstore booth with cocksnot all in my beard for all the other customers (and clerks) to see.

Part 9 The next morning we checked out after I had spent a couple of hours scrubbing the dirty writing of Mitch's body. I rubbed his skin raw removing the evidence of his whorish weekend. I admit I loved getting to rub and scrub his God like rock hard body, feeling every muscle of his teenage splendour. We walked back to the house and snuck upstairs to my room, skipping our classes for the day. We spent the afternoon together, resting on my bed, his massive arms holding me tightly to his chest. Eventually he had to leave for practice. We had agreed he couldn't skip it, even though he was tired and his well used ass ached like a son of a bitch. Too many people knew his secret already, and he couldn't risk pissing coach off. When he didn't return to the house for dinner, I got a little concerned. He finally returned after 7. I was in my room when he knocked and entered. He looked like shit. Worn out, exhasted, beat down. He just flopped face down on my bed. His intoxicating aroma filled the air. His young body reeked of sweat and more. "Coach kept me after practice." He finally said. "He fucked me again, twice. He knows we stayed another day at the hotel. He saw one of our adds. He made me tell him about the men that used me while he plowed my ass. He really fucked me hard, Cole. He slapped me, and spit on me, and called me filthy names. He choked me as he came in me. My ass hurts so bad right now dude!" I just looked at my man with pity, just imagining how he felt right now. He had been whored, abused, exposed, all in the last couple of days. But yet my cock got hard as I thought about it. "Do you regret yesterday?" I asked. "Kinda, I guess. I don't know. If felt so good at the time. Now it hurts. Practice almost killed me. I could barely move. Then coach pounding me after...." I pulled his shirt off and started rubbing his poor, aching body, kneading his strong muscles, trying to give him some release. He groaned in pleasure as I massaged his sore body. After a while he rolled over, and I could see his rock hard cock outlined in his shorts. I peeled them down and buried my head in his sweaty jockstrap, inhaling his glorious musky scent. I pulled it down, freeing his fat, uncircumcised 9 incher. I removed his shoes and socks and pulled his shorts and jock all the way off, leaving my God naked on my bed. I started rubbing his size 13 feet, massaging them, working my thumbs into his arch, the balls of his feet and his heel. Mitch moaned lightly as I rubbed and squeezed his sweaty feet. Soon I was licking them, sucking his toes, breathing in deeply his strong aroma. Mitch groaned more as I worshiped his manly jock feet. Finally I grabbed the Vaseline and greased up his throbbing erection and squatted over him, sliding down onto his rock hard cock. I grabbed his dirty jockstrap and covered my nose, inhaling his musk as my ass worked his cock deep in my hole. Mitch just laid there and moaned as I continued to pleasure him. When he finally got close, he grabbed my hips and rammed himself into me as deep as he could, spraying my guts with his precious fluid. I barely touched my own cock before it shot it's own load all over Mitch, the first shot landing on his face, then coating his chest. He looked deep into my eyes as he scraped my cum off his face, then seductively licked it off his fingers. He scooped more off his chest and fed it too me. I sucked his cum covered fingers as he smiled at me. He pulled me to his chest and held me tight as we drifted off to sleep. It was several hours later when we were awoken by a knock on the door. We looked at each other in a panic as I grabbed my robe and cautiously cracked my door open. I was instantly pushed back as Andre and Tony forced their way in. "I knew I'd find Miller's faggot ass in here!" Said Andre. "You queers in here making fag love?" He asked sarcastically. "Please guys!" Mitch pleaded. "Leave us alone tonight. I SWEAR I'll meet you tomorrow. I can't take more!" "Shut the fuck up Faggot!" Hissed Tony. "You got some prime ass and were gonna get some more right now!" Mitch knew he was helpless as his frat bros grabbed him and rolled him over, pulling his legs off the bed. Mitch's rock hard bubble butt stuck up in the air, as his pink pucker was exposed for use. Tony grabbed the Vaseline and greased up his beer can thick cock. He grabbed Mitch's dirty jock and stuffed it in his mouth, gagging him. Without even a warning, he rammed his fat cock all the way into Mitch in one mighty push. Mitch screamed into the gag as Andre shoved his face into a pillow, further silencing the helpless teenager. Mitch howled and cried as his already incredibly sore ass was mercilessly raped. Tony grabbed the studs shoulders and jackhammered the jock beneath him, fucking him with a deep seeded rage. "Fuck yea faggot! Gonna make that queer ass bleed. Gonna make your pussy bleed like a girl! Gonna wreck that quarterback hole! We're gonna fuck you so much bitch you won't even feel you boyfriend's pathetic dick in you anymore. Fuckin queer!" Tony kept up the hard assault on poor Mitch's ass until he finally went ridged and pumped a big load deep in the football players guts. As soon as he pulled out, Andre rammed his 12 inches of dark, purple cock deep into his frat bros open hole. Andre didn't say anything as he grabbed Mitch's hips and piledrived him as deep as he could. Mitch just lay there crying as he was forced to take the huge cock deep inside him. Andre finally shook and spasmed as he unloaded yet another big load of cum into the weeping hunk of muscle beneath him. He pulled out as pink cum oozed out of Mitch's open hole. Andre just pulled the jockstrap out of the sobbing quarterback's mouth and wiped his dirty cock on it. Then he wiped Mitch's oozing pink hole with it before shoving it back in the young jocks mouth. "Don't say a fucking word!" Andre said as he glared at me. Then they left the room leaving a sobbing wreck of a cumdump on my bed. I just carefully climbed on the bed and cradled Mitch in my arms. He held me tight as he sobbed into my chest.

Part 2 After I heard the car door open and close, I blacked out. I woke up in a massive bed. The room had no furniture in it except for the bed and a side table next to it. The wall was a full mirror as was the ceiling. I sat up and looked around. At that moment the door opened. It was Tom, he walked into the room smiling, still wearing his black slacks and white shirt. “Hey sleepy head, you blacked out. How are you feeling?” “Where am I?” “I brought you back to my place, I didn’t know where you lived so had no choice really. Look it’s only about 1 in the morning, you weren’t out for long. Why don’t you have a shower and I’ll drive you home?” I had so many thoughts racing through my head, mostly I was relieved that nothing bad had happened. I really needed to piss and I’d been in bed with my clothes on so I felt a bit sticky and sweaty. I agreed and Tom showed me an ensuite bathroom. When I was having my shower I noticed an enema attachment on one of the hoses. I thought I owed Tom a good night seeing as he helped me. So I cleaned myself out, just in case. Once out the shower, I went back into the bedroom to find Tom sitting on the edge of the bed, fully dressed. I was just in my towel and blushed as I looked around for my clothes. “Come over here, let me dry you off boy.” Tom said smiling at me, calling me boy made me cock twitch. Tom started to rub my towel over my body, he carefully opened it up to reveal my now growing cock. I blushed. He took the towel and carefully made sure I was completely dry, focusing especially on my ass and cock. “Hmm, you’re a bit bushy down there boy” “Sorry, it’s been a while” “Don’t worry about it, let me tidy you up.” Tom said with a wink. I’d never had another guy shave any part of me before, I wasn’t particularly hairy but I’d left myself for too long. Tom took me to the ensuite and lathered up some soap over my cock and balls, teasingly jerking my cock a few times. He then took an open razor and clean shaved my entire crotch, I hadn’t been that smooth since before puberty. He turned me around and did the same to my ass. Once he was satisfied I was smooth he put me in the shower again and told me to rinse off. “Did you clean your ass for me boy?” I nodded and explained that I felt I had to make it up to him for looking after me. He just smiled and turned back to the bedroom. I rinsed off, grabbed a towel and followed him. Once in the bedroom he again sat on the bed and dried me off. I just stood there hard as a rock. I leant down towards him to kiss him but he pulled away and took the back of my head and forced it into his crotch. “Been wanting to do that all night kiddo.” I started nuzzling his crotch and then slowly undid the zipper and pulled out the biggest cock I’ve ever seen. It was semi hard and already about 8 inches and as thick as a beer can. I gulped. “Don’t worry boy I don’t expect you to take all of it but a little tease wont hurt.” Tom lifted me onto the bed we 69’d, he had his clothes on the entire time. I managed to get just past the head of his cock in my mouth and was beginning to enjoy myself when I realised he was sliding his finger into my ass, he had used just spit and it scratched a little as he pushed in. “Fuck boy, you’ve got a tight cunt!” Tom said slapping my ass cheek. He flipped me on to my back and spread my legs wide, eating out my ass. I was moaning like I had never done before. My ex never rimmed me and I hadn’t been fucked in a long time, heck I couldn’t remember the last time I had kissed a guy! It was almost euphoric. Tom grabbed some lube and started fingering my ass, he slowly worked up to 3 of his thick fingers in my hole. He grabbed the lube and started coating his cock. “Have you got a condom?” I asked “I don't have unsafe sex, I’m negative and scared of getting anything. Not that I think you do…” “Shh boy.” Tom said with a wicked smile, he reached to the unit next to the bed and grabbed a Condom. He made a show of tearing it open carefully and sliding it down his now 12in hard cock. The condom barely made it half way down the shaft it was so thick. “Please go slow, it’s been a long time” I whimpered as Toms cock teased at my hole. “I won’t put it all in, just the tip, enough to make you feel good boy.” I sighed as he slid a couple of thick inches into me, he slowly rocked the top of his beautiful cock in and out of my hole, after a while he asked if we could change positions because he wanted to cum. I rolled onto my front and again felt him slide a couple of inches into me. He kept up a steady pace and then I felt his restraint as he came. He didn’t pound deep into me but just pulsed where he was. “Shit, the condom broke” Panic rushed through me like an icy chill. “Are you sure, shit, are you clean. Fuck” I got up and immediately ran to the bathroom, I started to try push out his cum but it must have been deeper than I thought because nothing came out, when I wiped my ass there was some blood on the toilet tissue. “Look kiddo it happens, don’t let it ruin the fun” Tom said while pulling me in for a tight hug. I felt his strong arms hold me in place and his cock grow again slightly. Although he never said if he was clean or not, but I didn’t dwell on it. When I glanced at his now sweaty shirt I could see colours of a tattoo under his shirt, but I couldn’t make them out. Tom gave me my clothes and he took me back to my apartment, as I was getting out the car he took my hand. “John, I’m sorry if tonight seemed a bit much.. I’ll come and pick you up tomorrow and take you for some drinks to make up for tonight. I won’t take no for an answer boy” “I normally have stuff on over the weekend and I enjoyed myself but I should probably go and get myself checked tomorrow and… “ I babbled on “Kiddo, I’m picking you up tomorrow, end of discussion.” With that he let go of my hand, pushed me back and slammed the car door. He drove off, leaving me at the side of the road, not quite sure what had happened, and what was to come.

Part 8 I awoke to the sensation of my ass being stretched. Mitch was spooning me as he pushed his morning hard on into my willing hole. I moaned as my god buried himself fully in me. He rolled me on my stomach and placed his powerful hands on my shoulders, allowing him to pile drive into me. He fucked me fast and hard for ten minutes before he let out a deep groan and pumped another of his delicious loads into me. Mitch collapsed on my back, breathing heavily as he started to piss into me. God I was so horny I humped the bed and shot a load while I served as a urinal for the hottest man ever. When we both finished, I glanced at the clock. "Shit dude!" I exclaimed jumping up and running to the toilet. "It's 11 fucking 30! We're dead meat!" Mitch laughed as I sat on the toilet, wishing I could keep his piss in me forever. "Don't worry dude! I went down and paid for another day. We're fine." "So we have the whole day together?" I asked excitedly, jumping back into the bed. Mitch grabbed me, kissing me deeply. "We sure do! And, um, I kind of have an idea." I looked at him curiously. "Well let's face it, we BOTH enjoyed last night. Maybe we can continue it." I snuggled into him as he told me his ideas. I got hard again as he talked. He wanted to place a few adds online, and see what happens. Soon we were running to the store for a couple of things. When we got back, I took a series of pictures of Mitch posing in a ski mask, displaying his killer body, nasty writing and all. Soon we had posted on several sites. The add read..... Teenage jock cumdump avail to be used. All day and night. Anonymous. Downtown hotel. Cum in and fuck a prime piece of 18 yo ass. Find him blindfolded, tied down, ready for your load. Dump and go. No cock refused. And then we waited. It was less than an hour when the first reply came in. Soon more poured in. I was in charge of replying, just sending hotel and room number. As we were expecting someone soon, I moved Mitch into position. I had him lie on the bed, legs hanging off the end. I spread his legs and tied them apart, then pulled his arms toward the head and tied them. He looked so sexy like that, helpless, vulnerable. I couldn't help but dive onto his asshole and rim him for a few while he moaned. Then we heard a knock. I put the mask on him, blindfolded him, and answered the door. The man that entered was not attractive at all, kinda heavy, but we said any cock. He walked up to Mitch and grinned as he rubbed his rock hard ass cheeks. "Mmmmmm......nice." he said, dropping his pants. He had a respectable dick that he stroked to hardness, spit on it, then slid it into my man. Mitch moaned as the stranger buried himself in the quarterback. The guy was quick. A few minutes of quick pumping and he was breeding Mitch. He pulled out and left without a word, but not before adding his marker slash to the rest. 20 minutes later, another knock. This was an old man this time. Probably in his 70's. He bent and sniffed Mitch's jock cunt. The he licked it, running his tongue up and down Mitch's hairy crack before sucking on his hole. Mitch moaned like a whore. Then the old man pulled out a surprisingly big dick, which he promptly rammed into Mitch, causing the stud to loudly moan in pure pleasure. The old man fucked for a long time. The next guy arrived while he was still fucking. "Damn he really will take any cock, won't he?" Stated the new guy. The old man just kept fucking and fucking, finally burying himself deep as he shuddered while he climaxed. As soon as he pulled out, the next guy pushed right in. Mitch just begged him to fuck him hard. The man obliged, pounding Mitch with all his might. After about 10 minutes, he too unloaded into the bound cumdump. This is how the day went. Various men of all kinds showed up for the chance to breed a hot teenage jock. Mitch loved every moment of it. Then they showed up. Andre and Tony. Oh shit. They were in our frat! Fuck! We never thought someone we would know would show up. "What the fuck is this?" Asked Andre. "Cole? Is that Miller? He's a fag? Holy shit!" Mitch started to panick when he recognized the voices. "Guys...." he started. "I'm not a fag!" "Bullshit! Look at you! Taking anonymous cock, tied up, in a motel room? You're a fucking queer! Now we ain't no queer, we just like hot ass. And bitch, you've got one. Now if you don't want us telling everyone, you'll do as we say. Untie the fag." He ordered me. "We're gonna have some fun!" I untied Mitch as instructed. "Kneel bitch!" Mitch nervously kneeled. Andre ripped off his blindfold and mask. "Won't really need these, will we? I wanna see your face fag, as we rape you! What the fuck is written on you? Faggot Jock cumdump? Cum in here? You've taken 35 loads? Damn u nasty Miller! Open that pretty white mouth, suck my cock!" Mitch obeyed. There was no use in denying the truth now. He sucked Andre deep while Tony laughed. "Oh yea Miller. We're gonna have a nice next couple years now that we know your secret! I get horny a lot, and bitches ain't always available. It will be nice to have a house slut! Now, on the bed, show me that cunt. On your back like a whore, spread em!" Mitch complied, grabbing his legs, exposing his cum dripping hole. "Fuck what an eager slut he is!" Laughed Tony. "Get in there dude!" "Look at me Miller!" Demanded Andre. "I want to see your eyes when I sink my anaconda into your cunt!" And it was an anaconda! Easily 12 inches. Andre lined his purple cockhead up to Mitch's red, dripping gash. With one hard, mighty push, he buried his huge fuckstick all the way into Mitch causing the jock to groan loudly as his eyes rolled back in his head. "Oh yea, take it fag! TAKE IT!" Andre shouted as he ground his wirey pubes into Mitch's swollen ass lips. Mitch panted in heat as Andre began to pound him. Mitch wrapped his legs around Andre, holding him tight. "Fuck yea!" Cried Mitch. "Fucking give it to me dude! You cant rape the willing! Dont be a pussy! Think your such a hot fuck? Prove it nigga! Come on. FUCK ME!" Andre was spurred on by Mitch's goading, and fuck him he did. Andre fucked Mitch as only a horny 20 year old jock in his prime can. Of all the fucks I've watched Mitch take, Andre was the most brutal. He pounded Mitch with no mercy. For 15 minutes he rode the quarterback as hard as he possibly could, and Mitch just begged for more. "Oh yea faggot! I'm gonna cum! TAKE IT!" Andre spit into Mitch's mouth as he added his load to the many others that had been previously deposited. He pulled out and Mitch's stretched hole leaked cum like a river. "Get in there dude!" He told Tony. "Best ass I've had in a while!" Tony dropped his pants to reveal a ridiculously thick cock. This mother fucker was beer can thick. He too wasted no time, crawling between Mitch's open legs, and rammed his fat cock in deep and hard. "OH FUCK!!" Yelled Mitch. "FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK!" That's all Mitch could spout as Tony ripped him open. Andre shoved his dirty cock in Mitch's mouth while Tony pounded him mercilessly. "Oh FUCK!!!!" Tony shouted as he added yet another load into the jock slut beneath him. "I'm definitely gonna be back for more of that hole!" He said, pulling out. More cum ran out of Mitch as he was unable to close his hole. Mitch cleaned his cock off as well. As their frat bros left, Andre said, "Expect a lot more cock Miller! See you at the house." As they left, Mitch just laid there, exhausted. I pushed his legs up so I could see his fucked open hole. Cum was oozing out. I planted my lips against it and sucked, hard, being rewarded with a mouthful of cum. I placed my mouth on Mitch's, and we kissed, sharing the loads from his ass. The rest of the night was less eventful. More men showed up, more cum pumped into Mitch's swollen ass. By the time we checked out, Mitch had 53 slashmarks.

Converted in March 2017 during a trip to the US. I'm guessing it happened that one night I took 11 poz loads (pic of me squirting out what was left of the loads the next morning below) ....but then who knows, it could have happened any night that trip. Sure was a fun trip Came down with the fuck flu early April and knew I had to be poz. Test in April confirmed my suspicions. Detectable and not on meds.

Part 6 Mitch woke up around 5 am, waking me up as he pulled his muscular arm out from under me. Grabbing his clothes, he quickly dressed as I poked my head out of the door to make sure the coast was clear. After all, we didn't need our brothers knowing our secret! A quick slap on the ass and he was gone for the night. I returned to bed, a little sad he wasn't still in it, but I had to be thankful for what I had. Friday night rolled around, and I knew I'd be alone that night. Mitch had a game Saturday afternoon, and wanted to get a full nights sleep. I was fine with that, so I was totally shocked when he knocked on my door later that night. "I'm not here to fuck dude," he started. "I gotta show you something." He handed me his phone which was open to his email. My heart started to pound and I felt Mitch's anxiety as I read the email from coach. "Boy I have decided to invoke my rights for the first time. You will not disobey me! If you do, I will destroy you! I not only have pictures, I also took video on my phone. Video of you on your back like a whore, taking cock, and begging to be fucked. Begging like the faggot you obviously are! It would take nothing to spread that video around, so I KNOW you will be obedient! You will follow my instructions to the T! 1) You will NOT shower after tomorrow's game. I don't care what excuse you give the team, just do it! 2) You will take with you the jockstrap and socks that you wear in the game, as well as your regular workout jersey and shorts. Again, I don't care how you do it, just do it! 3) At 8 pm you will arrive at room 406 at the Holiday Inn downtown. You will NOT be late! 4) You will be wearing the jockstrap, socks, jersey, shorts, and your smelliest running shoes. 5) Before your arrival, you will go to the track in said uniform and run 8 laps. I will have someone watching so don't even think you will lie about it. Then you will run to the hotel. You will have to time things carefully so you are not late! 6) You will tell your boyfriend to also be here, but he is to be here at 7:45! If he gives one fuck about you, he WILL be here! These instructions are clear, simple, and non-negotiable." That was it. I looked at Mitch and saw the fear on his face. "What can I do Cole? I have to do what he says! What do you think is going to happen when I get there?" "I have no idea. Maybe this is just a kinky game for him. He probably just wants to fufill a fantasy. I wouldn't worry too much. Just do what he says, it will be fine." I consoled him. "Yea, your probably right. Not like he hasn't already fucked me. He just wants more. Thanks buddy, I gotta get to bed. Maybe I'll sleep better now." With that, Mitch left for the night. But I didn't sleep well. There was something more ominous in the email. The tone, the demands made me feel there was more involved tomorrow. But it was out of my control. We would just have to wait and see. The game went surprisingly well. We won by 14 points. Mitch performed as he should, even though I knew his mind must have been elsewhere. At 6, Mitch was in my room, visibly nervouse. I couldn't think of anything to say. "I guess I'll head to the track at 7." He said. "That will give me plenty of time to run the laps and run downtown." "I hope so," I replied. "I don't want you to pies him off. He's already got too much dirt on you." "I know, I WON'T be late! I guess I'll see you there." Mitch grabbed his bag with the gear inside and left. At exactly 7:45 I was knocking on the hotel room door. Coach opened the door and smiled, knowing his orders would be followed. As I entered the room, my heart beat faster as I saw two other men in the room. I realized instantly what was going to happen, even though I didn't know the extent of it. They 23rd both middle aged men, probably in their 40's, and both looked like they had been jocks in their youth, but now had bellies and thinning hair. "This is the faggots boyfriend. I'm going to have him film." A lump formed in my throat as he handed me a video camera. "Just film the action boy. Keep the mens faces out of the frame. Keep the focus on the faggot as he gets used!" I just nodded, knowing it was pointless to disagree. Shortly, there was a knock on the door. "Start filming boy! I want to capture the faggots reaction as he walks in the room!" I turned the camera to the door as coach swung it open. There stood my god, drenched in fresh sweat, his clothes sticking to his well sculptured body. As he entered the room, his face fell as he saw the other two men, instantly realizing what coach had in mind. I thought for a moment he might belt, but he knew better. "Here you go men, the sweaty, smelly quarterback, just like you paid for. Have at it!" coach said as he sat back in a chair to watch. Paid......PAID!!! Coach had sold him like a whore! Mitch blushed in embarrassment as he heard those words. I saw tears in his eyes as he accepted what was about to happen to him. But oddly, my own cock got hard. The men moved in and grabbed Mitch, one pulling his jersey off, the other his shorts, as they threw him face down on the bed. One guy buried his face in Mitch's hairy, sweaty hole while the other guy unbuckled his pants and shoved his hard dick into Mitch's mouth, forcing it down his throat. Soon the ass eater pulled off and dropped his pants, revealing a sizeable hard on. He just lined it up to Mitch's hole and plunged in. Mitch howled at this sudden intrusion, but was silenced as the mouth fucker buried his cock all the way in, burying Mitch's nose in his pubic hair. Mitch choked and gagged while the ass fucker drilled him deep and hard. "Oh yea," said coach. "Rape that faggot jock! Don't be gentle! Since he likes dick so much, he's gonna get plenty tonight! His faggot holes will be sorry in the morning! Come on, he's a big, tough football player, he can take it rough! Don't hold back! The faggot needs to be taught a lesson!" With that the two men pounded into Mitch even harder. The ass fucker slapped Mitch's cheeks as hard as he could while the throat fucker held the back of Mitch's head and skull fucked him relentlessly. Mitch just cried choked, helpless to stop the brutal spitroasting. My own cock throbbed as I watched the man I loved get brutally raped by two strangers who had paid for the priveledge of using the hot, young jock. Soon both men were pumping their loads into Mitch's now official whore holes, filling the quarterback with hot man cum. They pulled out, their cocks both slimey, and switched places. They rolled Mitch onto his back, his head hanging off the bed. Without a moments rest, they both slammed their still hard cocks into his open, available holes, spearing him once again. The cock that had been in his ass was covered in a brown slime, but this was soon cleaned off by Mitch's clinging throat as it forced it's way down past his toncils. "Fuck yea guys," moaned coach, "Bust that faggot open! Put that Viagra to good use. He'll be begging for mercy before this night is over! He'll learn what it means to be a cumdump!" I don't know how long these guys fucked him, but it was a while. I heard another knock on the door as coach admitted the next man into the room. "Fuck yea!" the new guy exclaimed as he looked down on the star quarterback taking cock deep in both his holes. "Your next trick is already here boy." sneered coach. "I don't think you'll be getting much rest tonight!" Soon the first two men were dumping their second loads each into Mitch's already sore and abused holes. After they pulled out, the ass fucker stuck his now deflating cock into Mitch's mouth to clean it off. Coach grabbed a fat sharpie pen and proceeded to write "FAGGOT JOCK CUMDUMP PLEASE USE ME!!" on Mitch's chest. He rolled him over on his back and wrote "CUM IN HERE" above his ass, with arrows pointing to his hole, and across his shoulders he wrote, "FAGGOT'S CUMLOAD TALLY" with 4 slash marks underneath. "That's a good start for the night!" he said as the new stranger slid his hard cock into Mitch's wet hole.

Part 5 We froze. I could feel Mitch's heart pound in his chest. I instantly felt bad for him. He had so much to lose. Me, I was a nobody, but Mitch could have his whole life ruined right now. I got out from between Mitch's legs, my cock pulling out of his ass, dragging some cum with it. Even though we had been caught, I still tried to cover myself and so did Mitch. From the corner walked a man I didn't immediately recognize. Mitch obviously did as all the blood drained from his face. "Do you want to tell your "friend" who I am, Miller?" the man said. Mitch just stayed silent. "I'm assistant coach Jenkins." he said, looking at me. "You boys are in some deep shit." "Coach...." Mitch started. "Shut up!" He demanded. "You think you can do what you want Miller? You think you're so goddamn special you can just come in here whenever you want so your boyfriend can Fuck you? Does the team know you're a faggot Miller?" "I....I'm not a," "SHUT UP! I know what I saw! You were taking it up the ass like a queer! And you were loving it!" Mitch's eyes welled up with tears and my heart broke for him. "Coach..I...." "I won't tell you again to SHUT UP!" Coach Jenkins walked up to Mitch and stood in his face. "It seems I have the upper hand. You see boy, you seem to forget that nowdays everybody has a camera with them at all times. I saw some lights on in here and came to investigate, and I could hear you boys. So I snuck in to see you on your back, legs spread like a whore, moaning while your boyfriend cornholed you. And I got pictures to prove it." A tear rolled down Mitch's cheek as he realized how fucked he was. "Now here's the thing. I can keep a secret. You're lucky I was the one who caught you. Had another coach caught you, he would have strung you up. But my secret keeping comes at a price." "Yes coach.....whatever you want." "Damn right whatever I want. Now it just so happens I like a nice piece of ass, and you're going to give it too me." Mitch's jaw dropped as he realized what exactly was about to happen. But he didn't say a word. Coach Jenkins started to unbuckle his pants as he said, "take off your gear boy." Mitch nervously removed his pads, cleats, and jockstrap, and stood naked in front of his assistant coach, his face flushing with shame. "Suck me boy!" He said as he dropped his pants and underwear revealing a large, black cock. "I've never sucked a cock..." he started to say. Which is true, he never sucked mine. "DO IT BOY!" Coach Jenkins ordered him. Mitch sank to his knees, trembeling as he took a cock into his mouth for the first time. "Good boy. That's it, suck it boy, get it good and wet." Mitch slobbered on the coaches cock, trying to fit it in his mouth. As the coaches cock grew, I could tell it was larger than even Mitch's cock was. Mitch just tried his best to get it wet. Coach pulled it out of his mouth and said, "get on the bench!" Mitch obediently laid back as the coach moved between his legs. I could see the fear in Mitch's eyes as coach lined his big cock up to the pink hole that leaked a little of my cum. Coach gripped his cock and started to force the head into Mitch's hole. Mitch took a deep breath and grimaced as the coach popped his head past the anal ring. He held it still for a moment, then started to slide all the way in. Mitch continued to breath deep as the coach buried what had to be 10 inches in the tight, pink hole. "Oh yea...." groaned the coach. "Been a long time since I had a nice piece of ass! You've got a nice one Miller!" With that he started to slowly Fuck in and out of Mitch. My cum load provided lube, and soon the coach was sliding his full length in and out, from tip to balls. Mitch started moaning as the coach fucked him. "On yea boy. I knew you'd like my cock. Looks like football isn't your only talent!" I just stood there mesmerized at the spectical in front of me. I couldn't believe how hot it was to watch the man I loved taking a big, black cock, and loving it. To watch that big pole slide in and out, while extasy covered his beautiful face made my own cock rock hard. I wasn't even jealous. I was loving what I was seeing. "Tell me boy." said the coach. "Tell me how much you love it." "Oh God coach. Fuck me. I fucking love it. Give me your big cock!" The coach, encouraged, increased his pace and was soon pounding Mitch's hole as hard as he could. "Take it boy! Take my big black cock like a whore!" "FUCK ME!!" yelled Mitch. "Fuck that hole coach!" "Oh yea boy! Fuckin great pussy! I'm gonna have to fuck it more often. Fuckin great quarterback pussy! I'm cumming boy! Take it whore!" "Give it to me! Give me all you've got! Fill me up!" With that the coach let out a howl and went rigid as he pumped my man full of his cum. He must have cum gallons as I could see cum leaking out down his balls. Coach pulled out of Mitch and wiped his cock off on Mitch's shorts. "Now get out of here boys! And Miller, I'll let you know next time I want a piece of that ass." "Yes coach." Mitch said as we quickly dressed and left the locker room. We walked back to the house in silence, neither of us sure what to say. When we got home I just went to my room and Mitch went to his. It wasn't long before I heard a knock on my door. I opened it and Mitch walked in and sat on my bed. I just sat next to him. "Cole," he began, "I liked it. A lot. I don't know man. Am I gay, or what?" I just looked at him. "I don't know if it's as simple as that. I'm gay. I know that. But maybe you're bi. Or just having fun. Don't sweat it man. You'll figure it out. Just do what feels good." With that, Mitch started kissing me and pulling out clothes off. "I saw how turned on you were as he was fucking me. Did you like watching?" "Yes I did Mitch. It was so hot to see his cock sliding in and out of you, and you enjoying it." "I did enjoy it, it felt awesome. But you know what? As great as it felt, it wasn't you. I like you." My heart almost burst as we kissed passionately and he pulled me into him. My cock quickly found his hole. His wet, well fucked hole, and I eagerly slipped it inside him while he moaned into my mouth. He wrapped his arms and legs around me, engulphing me in his large, muscular frame as I plowed his cum filled hole. Soon I was pumping another load of cum into the quarterback, MY quarterback, as his cock shot off between us, coating our chests and stomachs. After we had calmed down, I went to grab something to wipe us off. " Leave it." Mitch said. "I want it to dry on us while we sleep." He just wrapped his arms around me and held me tight as we drifted off.

Ben Cheats with Sam – as told by Ben As much as I love Brandon I love variety in sex and love getting fucked bareback by a big dick. Really, bareback is the only way I like it, which is why I was on PrEP when I met Brandon. I fucked around raw so much before I went on PrEP that I am surprised I never got sick. We had only been married about three months and I was already ready for another guy’s dick in my ass, preferably raw. Brandon had left on Sunday afternoon for a one week business trip. Realizing that we were out of beer I ran down to the local liquor store for a six pack. To my surprise and delight I ran into my old college roommate who had recently moved back to the neighborhood. Blond haired brown eyed muscle hunk Sam. Brandon’s 8 inch dick is amazing but Sam’s 10 incher is the biggest I have ever seen (or had fuck me). Sam is uncut, just the way I like it and he had fucked me often while we were in college, always with a condom. He always pulled out to cum, pulling off the condom to jerk off over my ass or belly. I longed to take it bare and to take his load deep up my chute, but he would have none of it, always insisting on protection. We spent a few minutes standing between the rum and the bourbon catching up on all that had happened in our lives in the few years since we had seen each other last. I could not help myself looking. Sam was even hotter than when he was in college. He had obviously been working out and was tanned and buffed. His tight jeans left nothing to the imagination and I kept looking at his bulge. He noticed. “So you’re married huh?” “Yes.” “But that doesn’t seem to stop you from eyeing my meat. Looks like you want it!” I looked at him with lust. “Yeah. Brandon and I have an agreement. Sort of a don’t ask don’t tell arrangement. We can fuck around as long as it is safe and we don’t have to tell each other. Since it’s only been a few months I have not done anything yet. With Brandon out of town I have not had a fuck for days.” I looked at his crotch again. The bulge was becoming more prominent. Sam was obviously interested in a replay of those nights in college. Sam was not quite ready to respond to the hint. “Well, I guess you’ll just have to go home and jerk off to that bareback porn you love so much. That way you won’t be cheating on your husband.” “Actually, I was thinking more on the lines on what we did in college: Drink beer, listen to music and then do what comes naturally.” Sam grinned “Yeah, remember those days? We fucked a lot. You used to try and get me drunk so that I would forget the condoms and fuck you bareback! I never did give in to you, did I?” “Nope” was my response. “And now I am married with an agreement to abide by.” Sam chuckled. “Yeah! Of course. I also have my rules, just not an agreement.” He paused and looked hard at me before continuing. “How about this: We grab some beers and go to my place. My condo is only two blocks from here. Then we can catch up on old times, drink beer and see what happens.” He looked down at the growing bulge in my pants and said “Based on what your pants are telling me I’ll take that as a yes.” We each grabbed a six pack, paid for it and headed out into the street. Sam was not kidding when he said his place was close. He told me not to bother moving my car and we were unlocking his front door in less than five minutes. So convenient, a bit more than a mile from our house! His condo was sparsely furnished as he had only recently moved in, but it had all the necessary stuff. We sat down in the living room and each of us cracked open a beer. We discussed old times and old friends and what everyone was up to. The talk was getting more and more sexual and I could see that he was getting aroused, and I was getting uncomfortably hard in my tight shorts. Sam stood up. “I’ve gotta piss. Beer is starting to work. Be back in a minute.” As he walked out of the room I marveled how good his muscular ass looked in his tight jeans. While Sam was gone I looked at the Porno DVDs lying next to the DVD player. When we were in college he refused to buy or watch any bareback porn unless it was “Pre-Condom”. Judging from the titles his tastes had changed: “Truckstop Bareback”, “Bare Gloryholes”, “Bareback Cheating Boyfriends”, Cum Loaded” and “Taking Loads: Not a Drop Wasted”. Not a condom movie in sight. Sam returned carrying a couple of hand towels, a bottle of lube and some condoms. He placed them on the coffee table near to us. “I brought some supplies, just in case we decide we need them.” he said with a smirk. I had thought the whole idea was that we were going to fuck so we did need them! He grabbed “Taking Loads: Not a Drop Wasted” and put it in the player. “He turned to me with a grin. “This is one of my favorite porn movies. I love the guys’ attitudes. They’ll take anybody’s dick in their asses.” We grabbed our beers and sat back on the couch to watch the movie. The move was set in an abandoned warehouse. Guys entered one by one and soon the stars were sucking dicks and rimming asses. The movie had barely started when Sam went down on my dick. He was still as good a cocksucker as he had been in college. I watched the movie while he worked on my dick. Quite a few of the guys in the movie had biohazzard tattoos, and soon the fucking started. First it was the biohazard guys fucking each other, and then they started randomly fucking the other guys. Sam stocked sucking and motioned me to go down on him. It was wonderful to get my mouth on his massive cock and taste his ample pre-cum after so many years. Out of the corner of my eye I could see that the movie had got to a scene where three bottoms in a line were getting fucked doggy style by three tops with biohazard tattoos. Unlike many movies this one actually had the actors speaking. While I was deep throating Sam’s massive dick and working his foreskin with my tongue I could hear the tops talking dirty were saying how they were going to load the bottoms with their poz cum. Both Sam and I were rock hard by this time and he was leaking copiously into my hungry mouth. He eased me off his dick and looked at me “Ready for some real action? I want to taste your sweet ass.” I got up and went down on the couch on all fours. Within seconds he had his face in my ass crack and was greedily slurping on my hole. I relaxed my muscles and he thrust his tongue as deep as he could go. I was drooling profusely by now leaving a slick puddle on the leather of the couch. This did not last long. “On your back” Sam ordered. I watched as he reached across to the coffee table and grabbed the bottle of lube and a condom. He squirted some on his hand and then worked one, two then three slippery fingers into my greedy hole. “You ready for this? I know you want it SO BAD.” He said with a grin, squirting some more lube onto his hand and slicking up his rock hard cock. He wiped his hand off on a towel and then lined up his drooling cock with my hole. Then he did something unexpected; he ripped open the condom packet and rolled the condom over my dick while slowly pushing his way in. There was a brief spasm of pain as his massive meat entered my chute and then extreme pleasure as his bare dick stretched my anal walls and started to slide up into my ass. “I know you’ve always wanted me to fuck you raw.” He said as he thrust in balls deep. “But I always played safe, never did what you wanted. Now I only fuck and get fucked bareback. But you can tell your husband you wore a condom when we fucked.” I burst out laughing, which just made him fuck harder and faster. I had forgotten how well he fucked and I was extremely turned on by his tight muscular body as he thrust deep into my gut. I put my hand on my sheathed dick but he grabbed my wrist and stopped me. “NO. I don’t want you to waste your cum. It belongs in an ass; my ass.” He was so turned on by the thought of fucking me bareback at last that he did not last long. “Oh fuck yeah. Fuck. I’m close. You always had the best hole to fuck but this is so much better.” With that his dick started to spasm and he slammed his crotch into my ass as he started to unload his seed as deep as possible in my colon. “Breeding your tight ass good.” He thrust hard a few more times spewing his load into my hungry cunt. It was really hard to not cum hands free in the condom as the experience was so intense. He remained deep in my gut for a few moments before he spoke. “Fuck yeah. That was hot. And I know you are so ready to cum that if you stick it in my ass you will cum even before you are all the way in. I nodded in agreement. He withdrew his still hard member from my ass and went down on his hands and knees. “Eat my ass before you fuck me” he ordered “Get it good and sloppy so we don’t need lube.” His anus was not the same as I remembered it from college. No longer a tight pucker, his puffy ass lips relaxed to reveal a gaping hole. Sam had obviously been fucked a lot since we had been together in college. As I thrust my face into his tangy crack and slid my tongue into his welcoming hole I heard him say. “Yeah, like it? Not as tight as I used to be because I love getting double-dicked. I can take it real easy now.” I gave a muffled affirmative as I tasted cum in his hole. So he had already been fucked today. He obviously knew what I was thinking. “Yeah, Matt and Josh loaded me after brunch this morning. You’re going to have a slick ride.” His ass was now nice and wet so I got ready to fuck him. I still had the condom on and my dick inside was slick with all the pre-cum that I had been leaking. I pulled it off and lined my fat cockhead up against his ring. As I slowly pushed in I got a thrill from finally getting to do something that I had wanted so many times in college; Get my bare dick in Sam’s needy hole. Sam was moaning with pleasure as I slid it all the way in and past the inner sphincter. I started thrusting slowly, pulling almost all the way out and then slamming all the way home to get as deep as I could. Sam sighed.” Fuck yeah, you have no idea how many times I wished your dick was bare when you fucked me in college”. When he said that it took me over the edge and I rammed him balls deep and started loading up his ass. “Fuck bitch, I’ve wanted this for so long: Seeding you good and hard.” In that instant a long held wish came true for both of us. We rested for a few minutes taking in the moment. As I pulled out of Sam’s sloppy hole he joked. “Wrong porn movie. Should have been the Bareback Cheating Boyfriends. One of my favorites. Except it should have been husbands.” As we were getting dressed I asked Sam what had changed his mind about barebacking. It was quite by accident he told me. “About a year ago I met this really hot couple for a threesome. They said they always fucked each other raw but we agreed that when I would fuck and get fucked it would be safe. It did not work out that way and I am sure they planned it like that. We had all fucked each other at least once, me with condoms and Matt and Josh raw with each other but none of us had cum yet even though we had been close a few times. Matt was fucking Josh while I was sucking him. He turned to Matt and said I sucked better when I was being fucked and next thing Matt slid his bare cock out of Josh and slid it up my ass. No condom this time and slick with Josh’s ass juices. It felt so fucking good. Matt must have been really close because he only thrust a few times before I felt his dick swell and he started dumping a massive load in my hole. Then Josh said that since I could not catch anything from him that I could not catch from his boyfriend he wanted to fuck me raw as well and he did. Well, that did it. It felt so incredible that by the end of the evening I had seeded them both and each had bred me twice. They admitted afterwards that they liked hooking up with safe-sex only guys and converting them to bareback in the heat of the moment. I never used a condom since and I must have been bred by more than a hundred guys. Matt and Josh go as bbcpl4loads on the internet.” I wondered about the risks Sam had been taking but I still wanted him to bareback me again. I guess I should have still been on PrEP even though I had never been as good about taking it regularly as I had been about taking loads.

The Agreement and Marriage – as told by Brandon Ben and I met through the internet as so many guys do these days. We were both looking for sex on a Saturday afternoon. I was browsing A4A and I saw an ad that I liked, just my kind of guy: BentBoy 28, 5’7” 135 lb 30w. Swimmers build. Dark blond, brown eyes. Some body hair. White. Looking for: 1-on-1 Sex, 3some/Group Sex, Misc. Fetishes. Just a fun loving guy looking to hook up. Oral is fine but if we hook up it ends up with someone getting fucked. 6”, Cut, Versatile, Anything Goes, HIV Negative. Prefer meeting at: My place, your place. I sent him a message, he responded and within an hour he was at my place for sex. Except that we did not have sex right away. We both enjoyed each other’s company so much that we talked, had a few drinks, and went to dinner and then fucked, and fucked and fucked and then finally on Sunday evening he left. We spent every weekend together after that and many week nights as well. Ben moved in with me about six months after we met. Everything was great until I was trying to find something in the bathroom. As I opened Ben’s side of the bathroom cabinet something fell out. I bent down to pick it up and I noticed that it was a bottle of Truvada. I confronted him about it. “You said you were negative. But I found this!” He shrugged. “Before I met you I was a single gay man, having sex with multiple guys; you never know what you are dealing with. So my doctor recommended it just to be on the safe side.” What he should have added was “and having bareback sex whenever I can”, but he did not say it and I did not think it. I looked at him straight in the eye. “You and I are both very sexual guys. I don’t know if you are still having sex with other guys while we are together. I just don’t want to know about it if you are, and if you are you have to be safe, just like we are. Always use condoms.” Ben just grinned at me. “No. I have not slept with anyone else since I met you. I just had the Truvada left over from before.” He paused. “Do you really mean what you said about sex with other guys?” This conversation was rapidly escalating to something we had not discussed before. “Yeah, I guess so” I answered. “We are both horny guys. Sometimes stuff happens. Just play safe. No bareback.” I was thinking about PrEP, and why Ben may have been taking it. Ben smiled. “You know me better than that. We have always used condoms. I use condoms. But I would like us to be able to get rid of them one day when you are ready. Once we have been tested. Then we can bareback, you and me.” We did not discuss this again until we had been together for a bit more than a year and decided to get married. We had a long discussion about an open relationship versus monogamy. We agreed that we both like sex too much to be constrained to the bounds of monogamy. If one of us had a little “side sex” because it was just too tempting we did not want it to destroy our relationship. I really enjoy group sex and I was hoping that we would progress to threesomes and more once we had been together for a while. We agreed that we would not go looking for sex outside of our marriage, but that if it happened it would be OK if we did it together. If one of us did something on his own the rule was it had to be safe, and that he did not need to tell the other. We decided that we would get tested and then bareback with each other, but never with strangers. I had only ever had safe sex but because of the “agreement” Ben would not need to be on PrEP. He had stopped taking it sometime before I discovered the bottle of Truvada. Little did I know at the time how much Ben liked being bred and that he should have continued taking his little daily pill. Our wedding was simple. We rented a house on Fire Island and invited only a few of our closest friends and family. One of Ben’s friends officiated and we got married wearing only speedos on the beach at Sunset. Ben’s only regret was that his best friend and roommate Sam from college could not be with us. He had moved away a few years earlier and they had lost contact. After way too much to drink and a good dinner we headed off to our room to consummate our marriage with me losing my bareback virginity. We did not waste any time, immediately undressing each other and then making out on the bed. After about fifteen minutes of sucking, rimming and kissing we were ready for the next step. I rolled off him and we were lying side by side on our backs on the bed. Both of us were rock hard at the thought of what was coming next. Ben looked at me with a grin. “Since this is your first time bareback you get to choose. Fuck or get fucked? I’ve had it a lot both ways but I think you should get fucked and take your first load. Then you can fuck me.” Ben had obviously already made up his mind as he was generously lubing his fat dickhead and shaft. I did not really need to think about it: “Get fucked.” He motioned me over to sit on it. I eased myself down and relaxed my anal sphincter. I felt his fat cock head probing my ass lips and then it entered my chute and slowly started to move up my rectal passage. It was nothing like I had ever felt before. His dick slipped in so much easier than when it had been encased in latex. I felt incredible pleasure as it slid up easily stretching me out until it entered my colon. Sitting all the way down driving his dick as deep as it would go, I relished the sensation of getting fuller the deeper it went. I waited for a few seconds, getting used to the girth of Ben’s meat in my chute. Then I started fucking myself with his dick. I had never really enjoyed getting fucked before but this was different. Maybe it was because I knew it was bare and found it a turn on, or maybe it really did feel better. I loved the sensation of Ben’s slick dickhead gliding up and down stretching out my rectal walls. I was riding Ben’s rock hard dick for all it was worth, lifting all the way up and then slamming down hard. Ben started breathing heavily and he uttered “The first load up your ass. Ever” and before I had time to react, I felt Ben’s dick twitch in my rectum and start to shoot his load deep into my chute. He must have squirted half a dozen times into my hungry ass as he groaned with pleasure. I sat down hard to get Ben’s cock as deep as possible and started jerking off furiously. Ben cried, “No, Wait” but it was too late now to stop, and I came in seconds spewing my load all over Ben’s face and chest. After a few moments Ben spoke. “You wasted your load. I wanted you to fuck me next. But at least I dropped a load up your ass. How did it feel?” That was a dumb question. It felt amazing! In fact I was still so turned on that I knew I would be able to fuck him within a few minutes. We lay snuggled together for about five minutes. As we kissed and cuddled I started getting hard again. Ben spoke. “Ready for round two?” Without giving me a chance to answer he went down on my dick, expertly working my foreskin with his tongue, pushing it back so that he could slurp around my cockhead. Then he started deep-throating me, or more accurately as much of me as he could take. I knew that he was getting to taste some cum from earlier as well as a lot of pre-cum because I was very turned on by the idea of fucking without a condom for the first time. Eventually he came up for air. He grinned and kissed me on the mouth and I was greeted by the taste of my own juices on his tongue and lips. “Now that I’ve got your dick clean, you need to get my ass ready for a fuck”. He turned around and went down on his hands and knees, spreading his ass cheeks and exposing his hole. I went directly for the target; I love sticking my tongue in a willing asshole. Ben was obviously in heaven with my tongue deep into his hole. He was grunting with pleasure. “Fuck yeah, get my ass all slick with spit. Get it ready for fucking. You won’t need lube. Without a condom your pre-cum will be enough”. He was not joking. The thought of fucking him bareback was enough that my dick was leaking so profusely that it was dripping all over the bed. “Fill me with you dick. Please!” He had reached the point that he needed something bigger up his chute than a tongue. I withdrew my face from his tasty trench and whispered in his ear. “You want me to fuck you now?” “Fuck yeah. I need that fat dick filling my gut. Slide it in me now. Oh fuck. Yeah! I’ve wanted your bare cock in my hole for so long.” I slowly pushed my cock head against Ben’s hole. Ben kept his ass clamped tight. “I thought you wanted to get barebacked?” “Fuck yeah! But I really want to feel it sliding in. Push harder.” I pushed my dick against Ben’s hole again, and this time the head slipped in easily. I was not ready for the silky softness of Ben’s anal passage. It was tight but enveloped my fat dick with velvet softness. I pushed in slowly and felt as my dick head passed the inner sphincter. I thrust in deep so that my pubic hair slammed hard against Ben’s ass. Ben gave a squeal of pleasure, quite uncharacteristic for him. “Yeah! Fuck me hard. Bare at last!” I pulled almost all the way out and then thrust back in hard, keeping up a steady slow rhythm. I was reveling in the new sensation of having my thick bare dick sliding up Ben’s raw and willing ass. Ben spoke again. “Fuck! I got a lot of bare dicks up my ass before I met you, but very few fill me the way you do.” Ben was working his ass muscles to milk the juice from my dick as I fucked. I felt myself getting close and he knew it too. “Stop, wait. Not yet. This feels so good I want to sit on you like you did on me. I want to see you face when you load me up. Let’s change positions.” It was so good fucking his ass with my bare dick that I did not want to come yet either. I slowly pulled out of his ass, and then lay down on my back on the bed. He rapidly straddled me face-to-face and took all of my meat deep in his rectum. “Fuck yeah! I love this position, gets your dick really deep in my ass. Sit up and kiss me.” I did as I was told. It was the most amazing sensation deep kissing his sensuous mouth while his velvety warm anal walls were massaging my cock. He was slowly fucking himself on my dick. He started moving more rapidly, with longer strokes so that my dick would slide almost all the way out and then he would sit down hard taking me as deep as he could into his chute. He was moving too much for us to keep kissing, so I lay back and let him do the work, marveling that this incredibly beautiful man was giving me the fuck of my life. It was too much for me and I could not control myself. I felt the cum starting to rise in my balls as I got close. “I’m getting close. I’m going to cum up your ass.” That seemed to spur him on to fuck himself even more wildly as he felt my dick starting to swell in his rectum. “Fuck Yeah! Cum in me! Load me! Breed Me!” He said as he slammed his ass down on my crotch and then rising again while milking my throbbing dick with his hungry hole. As he felt the first hot blast in his gut he thrust down hard on my crotch to take my cum as deep as he could and he continued riding up and down until I had squirted the last of my seed deep in his insides. I was so turned on that I must have loaded his ass with seven or eight squirts. Needless to say the next few months were a revelation to me. We fucked at least twice a day. I just could not get enough even though I caught myself thinking a few times that I would like to feel a bigger raw dick than Ben’s, or get loaded up by a few guys one after the other. Or perhaps to fuck Ben after another guy had filled him up. I knew for a certainty that when I got to fuck him twice in an hour or two I loved sliding into his cum lubed ass the second time. I am a very sexual person and watch a lot of porn as well as enjoy a lot of sex. I also enjoy reading porn stories on the net. After being introduced to unprotected sex with Ben my tastes changed. Now the only porn I went looking for was bareback. The movies and stories I turned me on the most involved un-inhibited group sex with multiple loads being given and taken. More than once I caught myself wondering what it would be like if we were not playing by the rules of the agreement. Actually on that score I did not go out looking for something on the side as I realized the temptation to ditch the condoms and go raw would probably be too hard to resist. I joined up a few bareback hookup sites “just to see what was out there”. I also could not shake off the suspicion that I might run across a profile of Ben’s if I looked hard enough. The only profile I could find that sounded like Ben was his old profile on A4A, which was unchanged from when I first met him.

PART 4 “Wait a second,” Jason said, growing suddenly serious. “Before we get this kid slammed up and pozzed deep, there are a few things we need to address.” “Yeah, bud? What’s that?” He looked down at my gym shorts. “First of all, dude, I really need you to unleash that cock. You’re about to tear through the fabric. And let’s see that hairy chest, too—get fuckin’ naked for me.” I looked down to see the outline of my dick hanging down my left thigh, straining against the shorts and leaving a visible wet spot as it drooled toxic precum. I gave Jason a cocky little smirk, then peeled off my tank top, running my hand down my stomach to pull the elastic of my shorts down past my cock and onto the floor. “Now what?” Jason wasn’t looking at my face anymore. He was transfixed by the sight of my dick, still slick with infected seed. “Well, second of all,” he said—and here I caught a demonic glint in his pitch-black pupils—“before we go to the sling room, I need to take a giant leak. Could you direct me to the nearest urinal?” Without another word, I took Conrad by the arm and laid the kid on his back. “Spread your hole, faggot,” I said, taking a moment to look into his eyes with deep affection and brotherly pride. Conrad gave me a blissed-out, boyish grin. Then he reached down to his little jockbutt, pulling it back to reveal the hole I’d seduced with Tina, penetrated raw, and pounded full of poz cum. “That’s good, bro. Fuckin’ beautiful. A little wider, please.” He dug his fingers in deeper and pulled his little cumhole wide enough that a small cascade of my poz offspring dripped onto the bedsheet. “So listen now,” I continued, “Jason and I are gonna show you something new, OK?” Conrad nodded, so incredibly eager to please—no questions asked. A true chemwhore. His eyes locked on mine again, and I gave him an almost imperceptible nod, as if to say: You’re doing great, kid. Jason rested the head of his raw cock against Conrad’s smooth, dripping boyhole. “OK, buddy,” he said to Conrad. “You ready? Here we fuckin' go.” My lil’ bro grunted approval. And then with a slow, single thrust, Jason sank his bare cockhead and veiny shaft into my boy, not stopping until his balls came to rest against the cum-trail dripping steadily from Conrad’s cunt. Jason leaned forward, pressing his dick even deeper as my lil’ bro breathed out a single word: “Yes.” Then Jason closed his eyes and concentrated on the task at hand. “Just stay perfectly still,” he said to Conrad. “Relax your hole for me, boy. There you go. Just like that. Keep it relaxed. Stay right where you are. I’m just about to—“ Before he could even finish his sentence, it happened: he let out a long, guttural moan as his mouth opened wide and his head kicked back. Then he slowly thrust his raw cock even deeper, emptying a bladder full of partypiss into my beautiful fucked-up boy. I don’t know how long it took for him to release everything he’d stored up, but one thing was clear: my lil’ bro’s guts were getting flooded. “How does that feel, Conrad?” I asked him. He shook his head slowly as if to say: No words. My dick bounced in appreciation as I watched my boy’s pupils dilate a little more with every wave of piss invading his hole. “Warm,” he finally whispered, his voice lower now, his face less boyish, like he was transforming into a man while I watched. “So fuckin’ warm.” Finally, Jason’s steady moan drifted into silence. He opened his eyes and glanced over at me. We both laughed. “I’ve been saving up that slampiss for awhile,” he said. Then his eyes closed again and he let out another primal moan. “Fuuuuuuuck—there’s a little more. A little more piss for you, kid. Jesus. Goddamn—I’m so fuckin’ glad my chems found a home. A perfect home. Right here, deep inside this eager fuckin' faggot.” Conrad just kept smiling. “I was born to be a faggot for men like you," he said with a little nod. My cock swelling with pride, I leaned over to give my boy a kiss. Then Jason let out a giant sigh. “OK, boy,” he said. “I’m gonna start pulling out, OK? Now, here’s what I want you to do: I want you to start squeezing that sweet little fuckhole for me. There you go. Squeeze it—just like that. Nice! Such a good boy. Now listen: after I pull out, I want you to keep it nice and tight, OK? We’re gonna give you a few minutes to soak up my Tina-piss.” As Jason’s cock slipped out of Conrad’s hole, I saw a single dark-gold droplet of piss escape—but that was all. Obedient as ever, my boy turned all his attention to keeping those recycled chems deep in his fuckhole, right where they belonged. “Thank you, fucker,” I said to Jason, grabbing him by the back of the head as we matched breaths in a hungry kiss. I pressed my cock against his tight stomach, then reached around to his furry hole. My fingers slipped easily inside him, enveloped in a familiar warmth and wetness. “Goddamn,” I whispered in his ear. “How many loads have you taken tonight?” “Just five,” he said with a cocky grin. “My poz Daddy has a rule: I can take as much cum as I want, but only if I share my unmedicated load with at least one boy. Preferably a negboy.” I growled. "OK, I gotta meet this poz Daddy of yours. So here's what we're gonna do: I’m gonna help this boy release the piss from his hole. Then we’re gonna meet up with you guys in the sling room. Got it?” “Got it, dude,” Jason said as he opened the door, his towel slung over his shoulder. “And hurry. I tell ya, my Daddy’s gonna fuckin’ love this kid.” “We won’t be long,” I assured him. With that, I grabbed Conrad by the arm and led him down the hall, showing him to the group shower directly across from the giant hot tub. I turned on the water, spun him around, and wrapped my arms around his torso. As we stood there under the water, I thought to myself: You think you’re high now, kid? Releasing this piss will take you to whole new level. And that’s nothing compared with what’s still to come. “OK, lil’ bro,” I said with my mouth resting against his ear, my hands brushing up and down the length of his tight little six-pack. “I’m gonna rest my cock against your hole, alright? As I start to press into you, just relax. Got it?” He nodded, and I reached down to position the head of my dick against that hungry little cunt. As I started to apply pressure, I felt his ass relax—and suddenly my cock was surrounded by a rush of warm slampiss rushing out of his hole. I thrust a little deeper, feeling a gutful of chems splashing down my legs. And then I couldn’t hold back. I began to fuck him, but only for a minute or so—just to feel his hungry hole pulse and twitch hungrily around my raw dick. As I kept fucking, the stream of slampiss slowed to a trickle. He moaned. And for the first time, with every thrust of my poz dick into my 18-year-old boy’s eager fuckhole, he began actively milking my cock. “Very good, boy,” I whispered. “You’re fuckin’ made for this. Aren’t you, lil’ bro?” “Fuck yeah, big bro,” he mumbled. This kid was totally in heat—the slampiss rushing out of his hole had taken him into the goddamn stratosphere. “I’m made for this. And I need it so bad. Your raw cock. Your amazing fat dick, deep inside my boyhole. Bareback me. Please bareback me. Please. You. Fucking. Stud.” “Listen, lil’ bro,” I said, easing off on my thrusts before resting my cock deep inside him. I looked up to see that a sizable crowd had formed around us, so I leaned in a little closer and lowered my voice. “As much as I want to breed you right now, we shouldn’t make that poz Daddy wait any longer. So get your towel, boy. It’s time for you to get slammed up.” We walked back to the room, my arm draped over his shoulder, my hand occasionally mussing his hair like an affectionate big bro. I stopped by our room for just a moment to grab my playkit—and then proceeded to the sling room. When we reached the door, I turned to Conrad, placing my hands on his cute little butt as I drew his body close to mine. “You sure you’re ready for this, lil’ bro?” “I’m ready for anything, big bro.” “Good boy. Then knock.” He looked at the door, hesitating for just a moment, then glanced back at me. I gave him a proud little nod. He grinned that boyish grin, then gave the door a solid knock. Footsteps approached. The door opened. Standing before us, naked and hard, was a man like almost no man I’d seen. He was a silver Daddy type, mid-40s maybe, with a lean and muscled chest covered with salt-and-pepper hair, a tight stomach, and a truly massive pierced cock. Best of all: right above his navel, in jet-black ink, he had a biohazard tattoo that expanded and contracted with every breath, as if pulsing with hunger. “Welcome, you fuckin’ pigs,” he said with a lopsided grin. “I’m Grant. And you better get in here, ‘cuz we’ve got some fuckin’ work to do.” MORE SOON…

PART 3 Conrad looked up at me and smiled. His legs were still wide open, and a pearl-size drop of cum escaped his hole. I pushed it in with my finger, and he moaned. “Sit up, boy,” I said. “Take three nice hits off the pipe for your big bro. I’m gonna get us ready for a night at the baths.” I heard the click of the lighter as I grabbed a white jockstrap from the laundry basket, giving it a quick smell and catching a whiff of cum, sweat, and piss in the fabric pouch. I threw it to Conrad. “Here, bud—wear this,” I said. “It’s only slightly used.” He nodded as a dense cloud billowed from his mouth. Meanwhile, I grabbed my playkit, threw on a T-shirt, and pulled my gym shorts over my cock—still rock-hard and glistening with fresh poz seed. The mesh fabric strained around my erection, pulling on the elastic and revealing just a little bit of the thick patch of hair above my cock. I heard the boy hit the pipe a second time, then a third, as I prepared another dose of G in the kitchen. I brought him the dose as he exhaled smoke from his nose like a regular chemwhore. “Drink up,” I said, “then put on those shorts. But leave your tank top here, OK? I want everybody to see my lil’ bro’s hot fuckin’ body.” He nodded, gulping at the G-laced soda before pulling his shorts over the jockstrap. The waistline landed about one-third of the way down his bubble butt, revealing a bright-white band of elastic. “Good boy,” I said, lighting up the pipe and sharing the smoke with him in a deep, hungry kiss. “Now let’s go feed your hot little butt.” He practically ran to the bathhouse, stopping every 50 feet or so to keep his shorts from slipping to the ground. Finally I grabbed his hand, unbuttoned the top button, and let the shorts fall. He shot a worried glance my way. “Don’t worry, bud,” I said with a triumphant grin, opening the front doors to the bathhouse. “Nobody here’s gonna complain.” My buddy Rick was on duty at the ticket window. As Conrad and I approached, he gave the kid a once-over and laughed. “Holy shit, dude,” he said to me. “This one's gonna be good.” “It already is,” I said, showing him one of my fingers slick with cum from Conrad’s hole. Rick practically licked his chops. (He was one of my regular top buddies, and he especially loved sprinkling a layer of T on his raw poz dick and sliding it inside a faggot’s wrecked, dripping cumhole.) As he secured a room for us, I glanced back at the guys standing in line. All of them craned their necks to see my boy leaning against the counter in his jockstrap. I pulled his ass apart, revealing a trickle of cum running down his leg. That earned a few grunts of piggy appreciation. Then I whispered in my lil’ bro’s ear: “Keep spreading it, boy. Be proud of your hunger.” He nodded eagerly, reaching back and showing off his smooth, knocked-up boyhole. One of the dudes in line responded with a single word: “Fuuuuuuuuuck.” “The sling room is taken,” said Rick. “But I’m pretty sure you’ll be invited there at some point.” (He gave the word “point” a little extra emphasis, followed by a wink.) “Anyway, I managed to get a deluxe room for you. Come on through and let me check your bags.” We walked through the security door, and I put my playkit on the counter. Rick opened it up. I'd packed everything I might need for a night of poz-fucking: a row of prepared points, a large dimebag full of T, a needleless syringe for administering booty bumps, and a water bong. “Looks good to me,” he said with a smirk. Then he leaned over the counter and lowered his voice. “I’m off at 6 am. You’re welcome to come by my place when you’re done here.” Rick often hosted a group at his place on Sunday mornings. It was always a good crowd—mostly because he would recruit the hottest partyboys from the bathhouse by giving them a glimpse of his big dick while “checking their bags.” I gave him a nod. “Fuck yeah,” I said. “He’ll be very ready for you by that...point.” “Point taken,” said Rick with a smirk. “Now get to work.” As Conrad and I began walking down the hallway toward our room, I put my arm around his shoulder, bringing my mouth close to his ear. “If you see anything you like, just let me know. OK, buddy?” “Yes, big bro,” he answered, causing my cock to nearly spring out of my shorts. We walked past the hot tub, where some kid sat on the edge, legs dangling in the water, his hole eagerly riding a Daddy's raw cock. The kid was clearly tweaked out of his mind, and I could hear the top muttering a steady stream of pigtalk as the kid bounced hungrily on his dick. Conrad stopped and stared. “Don’t worry, buddy,” I said. “That’s nothing compared to what you’re in for.” We turned the corner. Ahead of us, leaning against the wall, a furry guy in his mid- to late 20s stood watching the men walk by. He was wearing nothing but a towel and a camouflage ballcap. I thought to myself: this is what Conrad might look like in a few years. The dude sported a little more muscle, a spray of hair across his pecs, and a clear treasure trail leading from his abs to the towel wrapped around his waist. But that's not what really caught my attention. No: what caught my attention was the giant red-and-black biohazard tattoo just above his left nipple. And then something happened that blew my fucking mind. Conrad saw the dude standing there, let out a little whimper, and made a beeline for this total fuckin’ stranger. And without a word, he placed his tongue on the guy’s nipple...giving the biohazard tat a long, slow lick. The dude grinned, placed his hand on the back of Conrad’s head, and encouraged him to keep worshiping the mark of poz brotherhood. Then he looked over at me. “This your boy?” he said. “Fuck yeah,” I answered. “I’m Sloan. This is Conrad.” “Jason here,” he said. “But before we go any further, he needs to be clear on one thing.” “What’s that? “My tattoo isn’t gonna give him what he wants. Only one thing is gonna do that.” He pulled the towel away from his waist, and his fat uncut cock swung forward, its head grazing my lil’ bro’s abs. Conrad whimpered again. I leaned over to give Jason a long, sloppy kiss. “Come with us,” I said. “I wanna see you help my boy earn his tattoo.” Conrad broke away from his poz-worship, and the two guys followed me to the room. Once inside, the boy dropped to his knees and began noisily and shamelessly slurping on Jason’s poz cock. Fuck yeah, I thought to myself. That G is definitely kicking in. “Goddamn,” said Jason with a laugh. “You got this kid fuckin’ blitzed, huh?” I answered with a proud nod. “Nice,” Jason said, then lowered his voice. “So…how are you guys partying?” I raised my eyebrows, then gave Jason another deep kiss as Conrad kept trying to devour his cock. “Fuck, dude,” I whispered in his ear. “That’s one of my favorite fuckin’ questions.” (As most partypigs know, the only people who ask “how you’re partying” are slammers—so Jason was not only a hot poz fucker, but a slampig too.) “Oh yeah, fucker?” he said with a smirk. “You been playing darts with this boy?” “Not yet,” I answered. “But in a few minutes, he'll be getting his first fuckin’ slam.” I took Jason’s hand and guided it to Conrad’s hole. His finger made contact with the warm seed slowly dripping from my lil’ bro’s knocked-up cunt—and with that, Jason’s eyes rolled back in his head and he moaned in appreciation. “That’s poz load #1,” I said. “My load. I got this kid high and pounded his virgin cunt full of seed. And of course he’s hungry for more.” “Of course he is,” Jason said. “Listen—I’m here with my poz Daddy, the dude who knocked me up about a year ago. We’re in the sling room. We love getting negboys on their backs, slamming ‘em up for the first time, and transforming them into little poz cumhounds. You wanna join us?” I flashed him a wolfish grin, then leaned over to kiss him again. “Couldn’t have planned it better myself,” I said. “Fuckin' A. Let’s go create a slampig.” MORE SOON…